Possessing The Obsessive Maniac's Cotton Doll Manhwa นิยาย & เรื่องราว

If his cousins could see him now, they’d probably be laughing at him for being so weak. Colton didn’t know why he was feeling what he was feeling. It was like he was on drugs and he felt the withdrawal of not being with her. Being with her made him feel alive like nothing else ever could. Every time he closed his eyes, all he could see was her. One could even say that he was obsessed.

Dakota POV I stand in the doorway of the bathroom, watching her wash my cum off her face. She turns me on in unreal ways. I want to own her body. I want to be deep inside her pussy. The thoughts I have of her are not typical. She is my obsession. She cleans her face and walks to me, standing in the doorway of her bathroom. “What do you want to do to me now, stud?” Tonya asks me. The thoughts that are going through my mind are wild and machinist. “I want to take you to your bedroom,” I say to her.

Mesmerized, I watched the spinning and twisting display before me, skins agleam with sweat and oil, maybe both. But my gaze fell on the man in a seated position, back to the couch, watching strippers with an expression of utter boredom. He was a study in contrasts-chiseled features and a well-defined jawline with the lazy smile that played at the lips, the cigarette he smoked, its fumes curling themselves around him. I tripped over some wires, and the music died, the sudden silence after it a slap in the face. He looked up, his eyes narrowing as he took in my disheveled appearance. "What are you doing here?" he asked.

She went to the dressing room to change her clothes, and afterwards, she carried her bag and returned. "Okay fine... I'll pay you your full balance," Madam Melody said when Hailey returned. She counted some cash and handed it to her. "Can I have my money back?" She asked. Hailey rolled her eyes. Nevertheless, she handed the money to her. "It was nice working with you, I hope you find someone as hardworking as me" she muttered. "Hail..." Madam Melody was about to call her but she was already out of sight. "That girl" she fumed silently.

Melanie sighed a little She walked to her wardrobe and selected a skirt and a blouse She picked up her towel and walked to the bathroom Melanie peeled off her clothes letting them fall on the floor Melanie heaved a sigh sinking into the bathtub. "Tch,so full of himself "she scoffed enjoying the smoothing feeling of the bubbles "Rag doll are you done?" she heared Lewis say from the room "Tch, that's not my name "she frowned shutting her eyes close "Rag doll ??'Lewis called again but she never responded "Overgrown.... Lewis!!!"Melanie shriked as he opened the door. He popped his head in enjoying the scenery in front of him

The light of his eyes were filled with worry that could be read obviously. “You’re getting even more strange, Oppa!” Qeiza exclaimed. “You know I’ve no secrets. What can I keep hidden from you?” “How could I know that?” “You don’t need to worry me, Oppa. I’m an adult.” “I just don’t want you to be in danger,” said Dae Hyun. “Has Ansel recognized you?” Dae Hyun was very familiar with the character and the attitude of Ansel. He was not easily distracted if he already wanted something. Ever since observing how Ansel was attracted to Qeiza, Day Hyun continued to be haunted by the sense of anxiety.

“Sir.” “A black girl, with round ass, full boobs, edible lips and those cat eyes of yours makes me want to eat you, I've got to admit.. your voice sounds better than a lot of anime characters, those tiny waists would look nice on a wet bed sheet filled with cum.” he took a deep breath while describing me in a way i would say is inappropriate. “I would love to pull your hair while hitting you from behind while your tiny voice squeaks in the name of moaning.”

His hair was matted and dry, and a sour smell drifted from it. I felt my breath hitching as soon as I looked at the man's eyes. They were dull and lifeless, yet unmistakably tinged with a familiar, obsessive intensity. It turned out that the man was none other than Zachary. I remained motionless, my mind emptied of all thought. That face—which had represented longing, then loathing—was now just a picture of utter decline. His eyes were deeply hollowed, his cheekbones were prominent, and his skin barely clung to the structure beneath.

Was he going to make a demon possess my body ? I closed my eyes. The anticipation of what being done to me made my muscles tense painfully and then, the most unexpected thing happening around me appeared like flames... My senses were scattered, but my vision was soon coated in the black when something pricked in my neck. All I saw as I fell back and darkness consumed me was the silhouette of a man fanning himself.