Office Obsession Novels & Stories

It's not that Kiri has a clean disease and likes to kill, but recently she has been abused by her direct leader Daniel too much, so she has symptoms of obsessive-compulsive disorder. How should I put it, her boss doesn't like to hear noises while working, um, moreover, he also hates the sound of flies and flies, before it turns cold, the flies and bugs move into the house, so, although As the general manager's office is clean, the scent is fragrant, and two or three flies will inevitably enter the net, she is assigned the responsibility - after work, she goes to the general manager's office to kill flies, of course, there is money. overtime.

"I still can't believe your bother is a murder. He has been pretty quiet over the years." "Yeah until she came into his life. My brother had a sick obsession with my mother. I was fourteen and Dalton was only sixteen. My mother married his father. I was happy about having a brother, but then I started to notice things with Dalton were not right. He followed my mother around like a lost dog. I would catch him standing in her bedroom. Just watching her sleep. I tried to tell my mother the things I was witnessing, but she would just blow them off. My mother was a good woman and she was good to Dalton. I think he took it in a different way. It was almost like he was in love with her. She was sma

"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.

" I just want to know what to do to keep her out of my thoughts, I can't seem to focus fully on anything since the second time we met." "There is nothing special about her but I just can't keep my mind off her and I don't know why. I need to know how to keep this woman I barely know out of my thoughts or I might not be able to control myself anymore" He poured out his worries to his best friend and only confidant. "When was the first time you saw her?" Gregg asked as he switched to his professional tone. That is one of the reasons he is one of the best physiologists in the country, he can relate to people irrespective of the age or personal relation between them.

“Why are you relieved? Aren’t you the one trying to kill your brothers all the time?” “That’s the thing, Nes! I want to kill him. He can’t die before I assassinate him. In fact, none of my brothers can die before I kill them or it would ruin everything. I have OCD, you know? Obsessive-Compulsive Desire to be the one who takes them down — no one can outdo me, not even death.” “Hmm. Makes sense,” Nesryn said with a shrug.

I felt so happy. "She is so tiny!" Raymond exclaimed as I giggled. I couldn't ask for more. A happy family. Everything. In the end, I realized, 'There's no couple like us. We are different from everyone. Because our relationship is based on obsession not on love. We are each other's obsession. I was an idiot for not to realize that little thing that our obsession is our love for each other. Our obsession shows our ETERNAL LOVE We are each other's ETERNAL OBSESSION.' THE END

He said as if he is so obsessed. And it's so true Damien has a mental illness called OCD ( Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder) in which sometimes he performs his thought repeatedly like hand washing or sometimes locking his door at home or either at his office. And he hides it from everyone and only his family knows it, even from his friend John. When he's at his office his employees assume that it was usual for him to do that. They didn’t know it is about his illness.

There was simply nothing normal about him, so of course breaking into a woman's house wasn't considered a crime in his dictionary. "Then what is?" "Obsession." The answer came so easily it stole the next breath from my lungs. His head tilted slightly. "I'm obsessed with everything about you, Little Cub." His gaze lingered on mine. "Every breath. Every sound. Every sweet little treat you put between those pretty lips." My stomach tightened. "You're insane." "Already covered that." I hated how I almost smiled. I chewed the inside of my jaw, forcing myself to focus on something other than him

I cared about the woman who had walked into my office and managed to crack the ice in my chest without even trying. I looked at the closed door, and for the first time since my memory was erased, I felt a flicker of something that wasn't rage or confusion. It was obsession. And as I turned off the lights in the study, I knew one thing for certain: I wasn't going to stop until I knew exactly who Lauren was, and why she felt like the only real thing in this entire hellhole of a life.

Gazing at the small woman from time to time, Lincoln tapped his nails on the desk before typing on the computer system again. His eyes roamed to all the files on the desk and he was feeling so unusually bored. He lacked the inspiration to continue working on the files. He relaxed lazily on the chair as his eyes moved from the files to the computer as he inputted all the databases. He sighed as he watched the woman who was having a video call with Her colleagues, they were talking about the new recipe they could work with.