She Is His Obsession Novels & Stories

And that attraction was lethal making him want her more and more each and every time when she would come infront him. For some odd reason, that girl was becoming an unhealthy obsession for him.

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

“He wasn't even afraid of going to jail, he was always around when no one could see him.” I frowned. “I don't understand. So what did you do to make him leave you alone?” Lourdes was silent for a moment and looked at me with pity. “Because he met you.” Her words fell on me like a bucket of cold water. If I was not sitting I would have fallen because I had a severe dizziness. No, it couldn't be true. "You are his new obsession," she added quietly. "No… it can't be." I tried to convince myself that it was a vile lie.

She was becoming his obsession. He had kissed her. He had touched her. And when he closed his eyes, he could still feel her—her skin against his, the heat between them, the taste of her lips. His pulse quickened at the thought, but he quickly forced himself to focus, to remind himself that she was part of the plan. But the truth was, Emmy was more than just a pawn. She was an obstacle he wasn’t sure he wanted to destroy anymore. It scared him how easily she had managed to slip under his skin.

THE DISCOVERY Time flew so fast,but to Ruth it was stagnant.She was under house arrest for two months,she didn't have a glimpse of what the outside world looks like,the party she found absurd was having to see what's going on in the internet because of her cell phone Rita took against her will. Her physical appearance began to increase rapidly, Rita noticed all of this and unfortunate thoughts began to course through her,she wouldn't even imagine what she was thinking to come to reality,so she died off the matters and moved on.

, she retorted, baring her heart again, hot tears streak rolled down her face. “But that is the problem. My obsession with you will never end. It’s like an itch under my skin, I need you like I’m addicted. I need you too much that I might ruin you”, he spat. She looked confused. “What do you mean?”, she asked. “I don’t know, or maybe I do but I’m not willing to face it”, he said. “Then you should let me go if you are not”, she said.

But he would prove it to her that, he is worse than Cruel each and everytime. He used her friends like a pawn for this game of madness. He was hurting her, her friends and he still has the audacity to blame her that, she's hurting him, more than he's hurting her. She closed her eyes, and let those tears free. She knew he will never let her go. And his obsession for her, screamed in his eyes. He was obsessed with her, possessed by lust. He was madly in love with her. She knew it wasn't a healthy obsession. She was weeping silently, she didn't realise when he left the room.

She becomes more angry . She remembers yesterday his face covered with blood.other people was right he was a devil.If she didnt obey him will he also kill her? She becomes afraid and slips a litttle back from his grip. How can there be someone who kills without blinking his eye. Didnt he think about his family ? .

he stopped after saying. His eyes were getting teary as well. He was looking at the floor. His head was filled with guilts. He had lost his first mate Isabella in a war with the Sapphires before he met my mom. I knew he loved my mom a lot, even more than his own life. But we just simply could never deny the fact that a wolf's obsession for its actual mate never dies. It was the same in case of my father. Even though he loved my mom, still the lose of his first mate never left him.

“The problem is that I want her. And that’s exactly why I can’t touch anyone right now.” He leaned in again, elbows on the table, voice firm over the rising noise. “That's the problem then. You will continue craving for her if you don't try someone else to calm you down. Just one night, Will. You’ve had hundreds. Just one more. Get her out of your head. You’ll see—this obsession? It’ll fade.” I didn’t answer right away. I just sat there, the glass cool in my palm, the bass from the speakers pulsing through the floor, her name heavy on my tongue like a curse I wasn’t allowed to speak. I didn’t want someone else. I wanted her.