The Ex Obsession Novels & Stories

Tyler used his meek tone to explain, since his boss was getting confused. “That's fine, get them ready now. Once I get down from here, we will be going… “ Damon replied while already moving some steps away from Tyler. “Noted sir” Tyler replied and headed his way. ***************** An op could be seen as he screamed… “Wow! Lower! Lower!!…”

Now she was spread wide open to his lustful gaze. Jasmine was horrified at how her body responded, She had never felt so humiliated. But the realization that her pussy was utterly exposed to her lover's eyes, plus the sight of his Cock, sticking up fiercely, gave rise to an erotic excitement which she couldn't control. Her pussy dripped wet and Pedro couldn't help but grin as he watched it drip wetly and her cum soaked her pussylips.

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.

His hands in his pocket,back straight,he had that very cold look as his eyes were overly too sharp that pierces the skin from how sharp it was. He was wearing a black torso and black shirt to match,his usual style. West was even more confused,aren't they acquainted with each other?? Why do they have that cold looks on?? Who are they?!?

RIVER How do you feel when someone you love deeply chooses his best friend over you? How worse can it be for me? Now, I am almost losing my sanity but everything changes when I find myself in an unknown room and my heart dies in my chest when I see my ex's favourite biker — the one he has always been obsessed with, in between my legs and a dark glint on his lips. *** A big smile crawls up my face when Ryker's message pops up on my phone's screen.

Vasili joked. Serene narrowed her gaze and glanced at Dante with curiosity. He looked relaxed, nothing like a man who was targeted by the most powerful mafia bosses in the world. "Dante? What did you do?" she asked with confusion. "He made sure that there is no panel to target us anymore. The panel and its members are neck deep in shit. Its impossible for those oldies to get out of that shit before they die. Who knows, they might die because of their 'issues'" Wesley shared with mirth.

He stood beside his car, suit rumpled, hands shaking as he replayed the moment Susan collapsed, her face pale, lips swelling, the terror in her eyes when her lungs betrayed her. He hadn’t known. But that excuse rang hollow even to him now. How do you stay married to someone for 3 years and not know that they are allergic to peonies. His phone buzzed. It was an unknown Number. He answered without thinking. “You will not contact her again.” The voice on the other end was calm, controlled, dangerous. “Adrian,” Julian said hoarsely. “This call is a courtesy,” Adrian replied. “Nothing more.” “I didn’t mean to hurt her.”

Lucas's father asked staring at us as I placed Gavin back in his seat. "Let's say yes," I shrugged and began sharing the sponge cake. 'I hope they sort it out!' I thought. ______________________________________ * * * What do you guys think so far? Please drop a review ❤️❤️ Do you want a sequel about Ben and Beatrice's Story? Please, you all stay tuned for the Book 2 of the Obsession series, a Sequel of 'Secret Obsession' titled:- HIS WILD OBSESSION.

A gorgeous man in white, and a handsome one with black hairs, two familiar faces, Alex and Zen. They finally found me. Their eyes were fixed on me. A smirk appeared in Alex's face. Zen's face was full of jealousy. Their eyes slowly followed where Edward was still doing his painting. I quickly turned back. Edward was so focused on his painting that he didn't even realise their presence. A wolf's obsession never dies, I remembered. I turned back and screamed from the top of my lungs, "Edward, Run!"

Any annoyance I had once felt for Callum had been totally replaced with lust. Attraction. He had acknowledged his act, kept it up for others, but only I knew his secret. His true self. He had given everything up for me. He had bent his whole life backwards for me. I dare say he was obsessed with his little slut. And that obsession was mutual. I could not get enough of him. He was the best, dirtiest, most sexy boyfriend I could ever ask for. My lust for him had been well founded and it was paying off in spades.