Sentence With Obsession Novels & Stories

" Caleb eyed them like a sly fox with a glint in his eyes. "Okay." Monica turned and went into the kitchen. Joey walked to the door, gritting her teeth as she said to Caleb, "Out!" Caleb casually strolled along, following Joey downstairs into the neighborhood. Glancing at the fuming Joey, he sarcastically quipped, "I thought you always had everything under control. Turns out you have your desperate moments too." "I'm desperate because of my family. Unlike you, shamelessly playing lapdog for God-knows-what," Joey coldly retorted.

Getting up from the couch, Lincoln's imposing aura filled the room, enclosing the space and making the room a bit colder. His dark brown eyes darkened even more "If I am to get a hold of him..." Lincoln hadn't ever felt such violent emotions as much as he did now; he sought blood. It wasn't just anger, however, it was an unhealthy jealousy and possessiveness which wrecked his entire being, making his blood boil and anger course through his veins, it made him see red. He was like a living and walking embodiment of fury, even at the moment, the only thing he could hear was the beating of his blood pumping in his ear.

I continue. "I don’t know," he responds after a long pause. "I don’t know what the fuck is going on with me lately, but every time I look at you, I want to monopolize you. The thought of you being with another man drives me crazy. You’re on my mind all the damn time, even if I don’t want you there, and when I tell myself I’ll just forget you, I can’t. What the hell would you even call this? Obsession? Infatuation? Would it be like? It’s all new to me."

I rub my face. " Good night sleeping beauty"They speak on the other side of the line, and only with sarcasm is their voice I can know who it is "What do you want, Luis?"I roll my eyes. It is very unbearable. Luis is a friend of Karla's that I met a few months ago. Since then he has had a strange obsession with me, he always calls me, sends me messages and I've even caught him watching you from afar. It's kind of awkward and weird.

Adrian 's grip tightened around the stem of his wine glass, his voice a mixture of desperation and frustration, "Obsession… Obsession...No Obsession, I don't know what's the problem with all of you. Did I kidnap you? Tortured you? No right? I am being patient with you. I want you to reciprocate my feelings. I touch you cause I have already claimed you. Today or tomorrow you will be mine. So what's the problem? Jane, you don't understand. I can't bear the thought of you with someone else. I want you all to myself. I need you to belong to me, body and soul."

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

Lunch happened around the table, and it was loud and ordinary, and Remy made something he called a contribution which was bread from a specific bakery he had been to twice this week and was now describing as his discovery. "It's a chain," Elijah said. "There are fourteen locations in the city." "Fourteen locations of excellence," Remy said. "It's the same bread everywhere," Elijah said. "The same excellent bread," Remy said. Lena was laughing beside him. Richard watched the table with the expression he wore every Sunday, the one I had started to understand was not just gratitude but something more specific. The expression of a man watching something he had missed being built and understandin

"You mean, sir?" "Yes, obsession. Didn't we talk about that before? You also know that I was obsessed with imprisoning Amanda, and it has been realized." "So, you're asking about my opinion, sir?" Oriaga nodded. He sat on the sofa as Zayn stood in front of him. They were in the CEO's room. "Obsession is quite scary, sir. Because one can go against anything to realize one's obsession, it's different from a wish, but a strong desire at a pretty bad level."

She inquired, “I see you’re jealous… what if she’s there? What if she’s the one making me happy? What if she’s the one willing to do anything just to lay beside me and watch me ram my cock deep into her cunt? You know it’s hard to say this but she’s obsessed with me and you know a thing or two about obsession. It takes a lot to help yourself out of that mindset” Jogging my hands through her hair, “You turn her obsession into torment, make her scared of you just like everyone. Are you that weak because of a lady who’s now part of your past?” Kora had her way with her choice of words.

I had noticed this the night I went to her house, she was driving me crazy that I couldn’t get enough of her and I had even ended up telling her that she was the best woman I have ever had. Even though I told myself she wasn’t that kind of woman that would use my obsession over her body to get at me, I was still afraid that she would which was why I promised myself that morning when I was leaving that I won’t give her the opportunity to even use it at me. I had started ignoring her from that day, waiting for the day that she would come threatening to expose everything if I don’t give her some amount of cash. I was ready to give her any amount she mentioned and fire her but still get my money