Novel & Cerita Obsessively Yours

Any annoyance I had once felt for Callum had been totally replaced with lust. Attraction. He had acknowledged his act, kept it up for others, but only I knew his secret. His true self. He had given everything up for me. He had bent his whole life backwards for me. I dare say he was obsessed with his little slut. And that obsession was mutual. I could not get enough of him. He was the best, dirtiest, most sexy boyfriend I could ever ask for. My lust for him had been well founded and it was paying off in spades.

You’ve got me restless, got me insane, But I’d live it all over, I won’t complain. ’Cause you— you—are beautiful. Baby—you set my sky on fire! You leave me obsessed. One smile and I’m lost in desire. The way your laugh falls, the way your curls bounce, You take my breath in the simplest ways. Baby—you light my world, you leave me obsessed. I’m caught in your spell, yeah, I’m hopelessly obsessed. If only you could see what I see in your eyes,

Oliver says and we exchange a tender kiss. He is sincere and boosts my self-esteem, I followed the diet that the nutritionist suggested and every day I apply the cream to my stomach, I know that my body will not go back to what it was, but I am happy with the change, after all, I had four babies and that's not for everyone.

RIO POV “I thought you don’t let anyone into this room.” I mention when Dante leads me into his dark office. “Or have you finally gotten over your weird kink of not letting people touch your things?” Growing up, Dante had this weird possessiveness over his stuff, that he never let anyone, not even our mother nor Nonna, into his room, to the extent that he cleaned the room by himself. I strongly believed that he had killed people in there, since it was the only soundproof room in the house.

He moaned out holding on to my head like he was in control of the movement of my mouth going in and out of his d**k. I closed my eyes letting more thoughts of Ryan fill my head, taking my mind off the fact that I was refusing to accept that I was slowly getting obsessed With Ryan I mean. And that no matter what I did, whether or not it concerned him, my mind always had a way of letting in memories of him in my head. I'm getting too obsessed… I muttered to myself. This is bad!!…

he replies. “Obsessed how?” I inquire. I had thought I was doing a good job of not showing obsessive behavior when it came to Ava. “You haven’t shown interest in anything that doesn’t involve her. You are actively being hunted by one of the city's largest crime bosses and you’re treating him like a peeping tom. She’s become the only reason you go to bed at night and get up every morning. In my line of work, we call that obsessive,” he concludes with a nod.

"And you really look like someone who likes dark lyrics.” I gave an innocent smile, hiding in the background any characteristic of that little monster that lurking underneath.” "What's so dark about a woman who says she's crazy about someone?” "Nothing that is good comes from someone who is obsessed with someone else," he scored wisely. "You're right," I replied, arching an eyebrow. "Obsession always ends in a tragic way.

screamed Vega. "It's up to you! I'm tired. I can't contain my lust any longer!" Alberto was too tired. "You masturbate almost every day, but how can you still want to have sex with me? What kind of a guy are you?" sneered Vega. "It's up to you! I'm tired," said Alberto. "Essentially, from this incident, I know that you are selfish, you don't love me, you only want to be nice to me, and that all this time I have only been used by you!" Vega immediately gave Alberto a bad assessment.

“I love your parents, they are amazing but I was jealous they spent the whole day with you.” “That is too possessive,” I managed to say breathlessly. “I’m obsessed with you.” He adds. Two things became clear to me with what he said. One, I missed him too although we were together, and two, I am probably sick for the pleasure I felt at him admitting so openly and brazenly that he is obsessed with him. He almost sounded proud of himself. “You shouldn’t go around saying that,” I said. Finally pulling my hands away from my hair, I made to stand but his hands stopped me. “Ezra,”