Psychotic Obsession Novels & Stories

" Tina asked. She can't help but feel a rush within her. Is she going to suggest that they talk him into finding a woman or letting the past go? She's ok for the later option but not the former. Jordan can only get involved with her, no, not her she meant someone like her at least. "He's heart was wounded when he lost his love. That wounded heart can only get cured by finding love again. What I mean is this. A woman like you and I have made him obsessed, it is only someone like us that can help him out of that obsession. Do you agree with me?" Isabella asked. Tina nodded. Isabella is speaking in idioms. She hadn't really said what she wanted. She's beating around the bush.

I’m about to tell her to stop talking and call an ambulance when he speaks, his voice low and husky. “You’ve been wanting to slap me for years huh,” he mumbles as he struggles to push up on his elbows. “What the hell is an oaf? Who talks like that?” “It just came to me. I think it means crazy big guy. Seemed appropriate. Are you okay?”

She screamed , her voice breaking. “ You are being selfish!! This is not about me;. If I back out of this agreement , I am ruined . The whole family is ruined!! The family name would be dragged through the mud and I would be thrown into prison for debt and fraud…… Is that what you want?!!. What would happen to your brother, Leon , when that happens?!. This is bigger than both you and me and our silly strife “. “ Xavier Knight is ready to invest in the company and make the fraud charges go away . All he asks for in return is a wife of convenient and a marriage contract of two years to secure a business deal”

Her eyebrows arch as she moans softly in her sleep. “Hmm.” I smile, her soft sound reminding me what we were doing before we heard the gunshots. “That was a waste.” I murmur. I almost got a taste of one of the fantasies I have been silently wanting for years. Mel soft lips wrapped around my dick. I shudder at the thought. “Who knows? Maybe, I would have satisfied this… this obsession, and gotten you out of here, far from this crazy world I brought you into.” Staring at her face, I climb in the space next to her and lie down, wondering if I would actually be able to let her go in the end.

"You piece of shit. What are you doing in my bedroom?" "It is our bedroom. Don't forget that." She set the glass down and sat up. The lingerie glowed in the red light, but I didn't care. "I told you, David. I am not going anywhere." She smiled. "What is the meaning of all these pictures everywhere? Nina, you are crazy. You need to see a doctor." "I am crazy? Yes, I am. Crazily in love with you." She walked up to me, taking one step at a time, stroked me from my head to my chest, and opened my buttons.

I was drugged, it would have been way more fun for him, wouldn't it? Finally, I wanted him just as much as he wanted me to want him. I was finally just as crazy as he probably wanted me to be over him. Afterall, isn't that something all psychopaths had in common? They wanted someone to be obsessed with them, someone they could manipulate to do anything and everything for them. I dragged in a deep breath and turned to look at him. Maybe I was overthinking but it didn't fucking matter. I just wanted him to leave right now. I hesitated for a few seconds before I got out of bed.

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

He draws out, smacking his lips loudly as he runs his other hand through his unpacked hair. He pins me harder to the wall and I grunt, trying to push him off but his grip on me is too strong. He holds me tight in place. “I easily forget the people I have sex with, why is your fucking case different?” He bites out, frustration written on his face and I totally agree with him on that. I lose it whenever Nikolai is around, I don't get control of myself. I lose it. I want him. So badly, more than I can ever imagine.

“No, Darren, I can’t, I won’t, just let me go, please, please, I am begging you, just let me go, why are you doing this to me, why are you obsessed with me, why me of all people, what is so broken inside your head that you think this is okay, that you think this is love, that you think this is anything but sick?” “You look like him, you sound like him, you know exactly what you are doing, you are twisting everything good I had, you are using his face and his body against me like it’s a weapon, and it’s killing me, Darren, it’s killing me. “I can’t even breathe looking at you because all I see is him and all I hear is him, but it’s not him, it’s you, and you are sick, you are so sick you need

An addiction. She was nothing but an addiction. Yet an intense addiction that has made its way in his blood, coursing through his veins and now there was no turning around. He had reached to the dead end of that addiction that despite wanting, he can't give up on that addiction. Reaching a point that he had accepted he was obsessed with her. That he has fallen into the depth of that obsession. Fallen completely. Insanely. Passionately. Desperately. And lastly, hopelessly.