Sinful Obsession Novels & Stories

SINFUL OBSESSION CHAPTER TWENTY NINE * * SEBASTIAN I shouldn't have been affected the way it did, her words combined with the way her gaze was tilted to mine sent a frenzied rush of need through me, pumping blood into my manhood and sizzling it to life. it was a relief to know I wasn't the only one who was so damn fixated with her. I wasn't the only one who couldn't get her off my mind to the extent that I felt I was losing my sanity.

Black asked with a misty voice,when he heard his voice he immediately cleared it and spoke with authority like he always did. Josephine looked at him,her eyes were sad,she smiled and then resumed staring at Jeremy's car,tears rolled down her eyes and she wiped them off harshly. Josephine wasn’t crying because Lena was unconscious but she was crying because of Black. She could feel his past hunting him like a demon, a piercing demon ready to kill him at any moment, a demon which has been driving him mad over the years. ‘Selena, you see your stubbornness has given your husband the entirety suffren’ Josephine's thoughts. Josephine wished she could blame Selena but she was at fault as well. Her

Not even for this nightmare I’m trapped in now. And last night… God. What we had—what we shared—I wouldn’t erase it. Not for a second. I don’t regret it. Not him. Not us. Because none of this—none of this—is the consequence of some mistake I made. Or something he did wrong. This isn’t karma. This isn’t punishment. This is something else entirely. Something twisted. Something rotten. This is being caught in the middle of a sick man’s obsession. A filthy, festering knot of control and hatred that has nothing to do with me—and yet has wrapped itself around my life like it owns it.

Emma stood under the hot shower but nothing was relaxing her body, the embarrassment she felt made her sad, she cursed herself for being so weak. “Why everything bad happens to me God?” She complained while resting her forehead on the cold tiles, she cried sadly while remebering the way Martha insulted her and accused her. She closed her eyes painfully and just then a blow of cold air felt at her back, as she turned and saw Jacob entering the bathroom. She turned her face away from him feeling angry and embarrassed at the same time. Jacob shook his head and sighed helplessly looking at her reaction.

"Kiss me..." My body responded to his touch. I kissed him aggressively. When he felt me kissing back, his hands suddenly went down on my booty. I can feel him growing even if there's a barrier of clothes between us. He rubs himself at me. Pushing my booty to his. Here I am being a slave to my own body again. I closed my eyes, realizing I have committed another sin but I can’t stop myself now. "Fuck!" He took my hand and put it on his dick. "Pleasure me..."

He weighed the book in his hand, not looking at the title but at me. ​"A good choice," he agreed, his voice dropping to a low purr. "Obsession is a fascinating thing, isn't it? It can drive a man mad, or it can make him feel utterly alive." He closed the distance between us just enough that I could smell the faint scent of his masculine body scent with his usual intense cologne. "And once a man is obsessed, he rarely lets go of the object of his desire, no matter the consequences." ​My breath caught in my throat because I knew he wasn't talking about Heathcliff.

Jennifer, who was only a year younger than Vicky, had experienced no less than Vicky over the years. Seeing Vicky's interest in the topic, Jennifer spoke up, "Anthony's mother told me that most obsessions aren't from true emotions, but rather a person's deeply ingrained principles. Some people have a strong obsession with certain things, which may be due to experiencing something profound that contradicts their beliefs."

And I’m almost sure he was planning to leave me here to get all the blame placed upon me. “You shouldn’t be here, getting in his business and such,” Sinful tells me pointedly. His tone is bothered, yet still mildly amused. He seems to take fun out of others misery. My especially. I’m glad he isn’t standing any closer to me. He has a cloying scent of jasmine that makes my head fuzzy. I believe it has something to do with the fact that he is the Sin of Lust. “Trust me, I know,” I tell him, rubbing the back of my neck.

Copyright, Nihc Ronoel All Rights Reserved 2020 MYSTERIOUS OBSESSION “Where can your obsession finally lead you?” Aris Sandoval was such a good-for-nothing type of a Casanova, but behind his charming looks that were effortlessly used to leave trails of brokenhearted women wherever he went, lies an obsessed heart longing for an extraordinary woman from his past. Will he still continue his mysterious obsession, once he found the right love with a different woman?

I walked to the casket of both my mother and Caramel, letting out all the words that I needed to let out. "Don't worry, everything will be fine." Someone said, patting my back from behind. I didn't bother to further know who the person was when I looked at the person but only nodded and moved away, returning to my seat. Justin, how could you?! I shook my head, still finding it difficult to believe that Justin could murder my loved ones just so he could have me. What sort of stupid obsession was this? Why couldn't he just let me be and let's go our separate ways?