The Ex Who Became His Obsession Novels & Stories

That was the true meaning of courage—courage to try everything for the people he loved, especially for his wife and children. "I love you, my favorite obsession, the most wonderful obsession I’ve ever had and will ever have. As you promised, for infinity, I will hold on to that, my baby. You are my only baby. I love you so much." His eyes watered as he continued to stare into her eyes. She was the beautiful obsession that freed him from the bad obsession of revenge and womanizing in the past. Yza was the obsession that gave him the chance to trust in real love—love without leaving and without end.

Actually, that's all a girl could ask and if everything was so beautiful between them then how did she became his ex? "But you know what, I was so blinded by all this that I couldn't see the red in front of me. I just needed to open my eyes, and yet, I couldn't do that for an entire year, and when I did, I realised that he's a monster in the disguise of a gentleman," she spoke. Her tone had a hint of pain in it and that made me curious. "What do you mean?" I asked her. "He was completely obsessed with me. An obsession to the extent, when he just created an imaginary world in his head that in this world, it's just me and him versus the entire world. He was paranoid and completely demonic," sh

"Cassie, stop, Sierra has moved on, she wants nothing to do with me.” “You love her?” She accused me. I stood up and walked to my room. I was not going to argue with Cassie over Sierra. “Admit it, Damian, you want your ex-wife, am I right?” She followed me. I was glad I wasn't drunk—I had to take three bottles alone if I wanted to get drunk. “I don't know what you want me to say.” “I want you to admit it!” She yelled. We were now inside my room. "Okay, you know what fine I admit it, I'm crazy about her, okay, and you're right, since I saw her, I can't stop thinking about her, she has become my daily obsession. I can't do anything without thinking of her.”

I said. “Yeah well now I’m pissed because why have you not eaten. I’m very sure that twat Ife is responsible for this. I’m sorry baby..” he said and put his hand on my face. I almost flinched away but man, I was trying very hard to be very careful with this man. He was going to snap if I did anything stupid. In his eyes I could see someone who was deranged. His mind was broken at this point. He was troubled. This frantic pursuit of me was not because he loved me but it was much deeper than that. He was obsessed. And obsession could make people do crazy things that they in their right mind would not normally do.

“There are so many ways to kill. Stabbing, food poisoning, suffocating and also, sex” “Sex? People enjoy sex. I enjoy sex. How the fuck is that even possible?” “Killian used you and I to betray his parents and then he used Riley to convince Chang into building Strings Clothing” “Was he blackmailed?” “He was never blackmailed, he blackmailed people” “He uses blackmailing excuse to win back people like you and I” “Strings clothing is not what we think it is. You have to go back to Russia” Helena beseeched.

I mused inwardly, oblivious to the fact that Marco's true concern wasn't my father's debt. "Elena, from the moment I first saw you, I've been a changed man. It took me time to examine myself and realize the blazing fire of affection I hold for you." Daren's words caught me off guard. Holding both my hands, he continued, "I'd give up the world to the aliens above if it meant finding peace for your soul." His gaze bore into mine, I could feel the chemistry and tension crackling in the air. I remembered a time when I harbored feelings for Daren. Could this ever work, or would it jeopardize our professional dynamic?

"Bruce, I want everyone here to witness my love for you. Will you give me another chance to let me pursue you?" All eyes were on me, and suddenly I realized that this wasn't a gala at all. It was a trap carefully set by Clara. My expression darkened as I looked at her. Some things would never change. She still hadn't learned how to respect others. Inside the box was an expensive watch that looked familiar. I had seen one just like it in Clara's private photo album. In some pictures, William was wearing a similar piece. However, the one she offered me now would be more exquisite and far more costly. A wave of shrill screams erupted from the crowd.

The sketch was taken during the coronation and wedding of his half-brother, whom he had never liked, but also did not loathe. "I must have gone crazy. What am I doing lately? Shaun had rarely appeared, but why am I drawn to her?" He muttered and chuckled like a crook head guy. "That woman... She knows how to drive me insane."

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.

"And now I have the urge to hunt. Someone needs to get punished." A breathy chuckle escaped Calix. He shook his head as an exasperated grin tugged at his lips. "Shit," he muttered under his breath. He had always known Adrian was capable of great things, but this? This was a whole new level. This was the first time he saw such obsession in his eyes and just for a mere woman.