Secret Obsession Meaning Novels & Stories

The complex is modern and high tech as well. It’s a beautiful day, the sun is shining and the warmth from the sum warms my chilled skin. Summer is my favorite season, keeps me energized. I knocked on the door of apartment 6. Dogs barking, Ruby must have dogs. Dez has been quite secretive about her, this of course has my interest peaked. I wouldn’t be surprised by a shift in his loyalty, after all ones mate is something to be cherished. I want my son happy, not my prisoner. Makers usually turn someone in hopes of eternal loyalty and servitude.

He was already headed to the prison cells. I met him there and he smiled at me, "Good night?" he asked wiggling his eyebrows, "But seriously.....fuck up again and I will be pissed." he stated stone-faced. "I won't. I am seriously making up for lost time. Now to find out what these asshats want with our girl." I said and we walked down the stairs. I could smell the rogues before I saw them. Rogues had a certain smell to them and they smelled like the earth and mushrooms. I need to ask the Goddess when I die why mushrooms...out of everything why mushrooms?!?!

"You have a secret spot here? I thought this place was your special place." "My dad always brings us here every second weekend of the month. It was our escape from the world. When we came one time, I was walking around one evening before dinner when I stumbled on that place. It became my special place, a place nobody knew." I smiled after I heard his confession. "So you think I'm worthy enough to know?" He smiled as he placed my baby hair behind my ear. "Of course. I can't think of someone even more worthy to see the place." I blushed again. His words have a lot of impact on me. He says them nonchalantly, but they always cause an uproar in me.

I wonder what he sounds like when he is close and when he comes and. I am so lost in my dirty thoughts and missed the way Mia was looking at me until she spoke. "With that look on your face, Sweetie? I think it's definitely a secret office romance." My cheeks turn a bright red and just because I am still a little bit worked up from my imagination, I ignore her and silently continue packing my bags.

I stated, “Sophie needs her or you need her, I saw that little kiss you shared, the rest of them may be blind but not me” I groaned in frustration, “That’s none of your business Camile, my relationship is none of your goddamn business, I don't owe you an explanation for anything, I saved you and you wouldn't leave, I gave you a job! Stick to it” I said, I looked at her in anger, her presence in my home irritated me. I wanted her gone, but she knows my secret and probably has it hidden somewhere. A secret I can't afford to let anyone know, “Nico” she started before stepping closer to me, “what about us” she asked, her eyes soft as she slid her hands up my chest, sending shocks around my body,

He would've laughed if he wasn't thinking of spreading those thighs apart and burying himself between them. “I'm just wondering why you acted like I was invading your privacy when I asked to come here,” Gabriella retorted, puffing her chest out in defiance. “You are invading my privacy.” Gabriella intruded on a lot more than his privacy. Every time he's had her in his house, he'd been so tempted to keep her there and satisfy his obsession. But he knew his hunger for her was insatiable. Keeping her safe would not be enough, he'd want to possess her, in every sense of the word.

My cocks jerked unhappily, I knew he needed more than a hand job, he needed Eloise’s pussy again but that was far far away even in the dreams. When I was done and overwhelmed with my orgasm and my cock’s disapproval from my hand, I realized that since I am going to bring George here soon, I needed to find another spot to hide my secrets or maybe a safe box in which I would keep all the secrets safe and locked.

But before I could say anything, she turned and left. The office felt colder when she was gone. I tried to work. Tried to read through the investor notes, the stock forecasts, the legal clauses that might as well have been written in a dead language. But every word blurred into the curve of her mouth, the tremble in her voice. By the time night fell, my restraint had snapped. I needed control. I needed a release. So I drove. The Obsidian Club loomed like a secret sin — black glass and dim lights, whispers of desire in every corner. My mask waited where I always left it: silver, smooth, expressionless.

Obsession isn’t something you choose. It chooses you. Wraps around your soul like a vice, squeezing until there’s nothing left but the sickness of wanting. It seeps into your blood, replacing logic, making you something… else. Something monstrous. And fuck… I like it the more I watch her.

I sigh and reach for the soap. But Eros is more than that. He’s complicated. A mystery. The more time I spend with him, the greater I understand how an awful lot I don’t understand about him. His past. His family. What he wishes for the future. I understand I shouldn’t however I favor to feel his arms run over my skin the way the water from the shower does. It’s a dream that can only deliver heartache. I’ll emerge as like all these other secretaries who made the pathetic mistake of falling in love with any person like Eros Ramazzotti however I can’t stop myself from locking his eyes to lock with mine like they did simply before he went again to his room. Wanting to see the bulge developing b