The Ex Who Became His Obsession Mga Nobela at Kwento

He put his hand on my shoulder to calm me, like a child asking ‘why’ too many times in a row. “Jealousy, I imagine,” he said, sadness creeping into his voice, “there are always those who despise happiness in others. And some that want to claim it for their own.” “Claim it?” “There was a man, a doctor I believe— I don’t remember exactly where she met him,” Trenton said, his eyes misty with memory. “He became…interested in your mother, in the charity work she did, in the social life she led. In my mind, he became obsessed with her.”

His dreamy way was what won me over, but at that moment, after all, I was starting to feel a little rancid. "The only person in the family is an ova! "Exclaimed Beatrice, making a face of disgust. "You abandoned Tasha when she needed it most. If she became friends with this guy, as they're saying, it's her fault, you know? "Cristiano retreated, totally turning to Beatrice. She wasn't shaken. " Yeah, I'm saying that to your face. Tasha was devastated when you broke up, and you played games with her for months. Do you think it's beautiful to visit your ex for a night of sex and nothing else? That hurts, you know. Especially when the person is still in love with the ex. And poor Tasha always ap

The way his eyes burned with that unhinged fire, the way his messy hair fell over his forehead, the dangerous curve of his lips, it was intoxicating. He still couldn't understand what brought about the obsession for his ex's husband. Ever since he'd been set on getting Dex back and started tailing them, his obsession had strangely shifted to Elian. The sad, realistic part was that Julian had imagined them in this exact position all week. Except the roles were supposed to be reversed. He was supposed to be the one standing, looking down at a tied-up Elian, breaking him slowly. He couldn’t help it. A low, bitter chuckle escaped his lips at the ridiculousness of how his plan had backfired so co

He stepped closer again until I could clearly see the obsession in his eyes. “But at least I can still protect her.” The way he said it made chills crawl down my spine. He reminded me of Ian Bennett. And people like them were always terrifying. They didn’t care how far they had to go as long as they got what they wanted. “So this whole time…” I muttered quietly. “You became her manager because of an obsession?” He paused for a moment before giving a faint smile. “Not at first.” “But after working with her…” he said quietly, “I started falling for her.”

“Let me tell you something. I have never liked you.” He sneered. “If I hadn’t known your father was the professor, do you think I would have chased you? Do you think I would have acted like your obedient dog?” He laughed coldly. “Actually, watching you fall for my tricks so easily sometimes made me feel a little guilty. I thought that as long as you were willing to let me manage your money, I wouldn’t mind staying with you for life.” His expression suddenly darkened. “But you stupid woman actually slept with someone else in a hotel.”

That man didn't even glance at Vivian, as if she is non existent. Wesley picked up his jacket before taking a look at the pictures that were given to him. This is a routine for Wesley. He collects woman like trophy. The more beautiful the woman, the higher the price. Vivian is his newest collections. He had 7 other men in his guest house, waiting for him so that they could serve him.

During the pass two days of being ‘DEAD’ Lena had lost a great amount of weight. <<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Marks eyes widened at the mention of ‘sex’ He picked a look at his alpha before lowering his head. Jeremy had tolerated enough from a mere warrior, Jeremy stood up tall,his eyes were red like a radar detector,like a predictor ready to pounce at his prey which as at this point it was Olivia who was standing right in front of him wagging her mouth.

I sat in a room filled with ex prison inmates and listened as they shared how they were coping. What could I say? I came out and forgot life moved on while mine paused. I thought everything would be the same, but I have not come to terms with everything I have lost including my company. I built it up myself. I started software development and I enjoyed giving people jobs. I enjoyed the office. I enjoyed having Helen as my assistant. Martin claps and bumps into me with a playful punch in my belly. I grunt and laugh. That was the thing with Martin, his rare euphoria was always contagious. "You don't want to play!" he shouts over the music.

" Tina asked. She can't help but feel a rush within her. Is she going to suggest that they talk him into finding a woman or letting the past go? She's ok for the later option but not the former. Jordan can only get involved with her, no, not her she meant someone like her at least. "He's heart was wounded when he lost his love. That wounded heart can only get cured by finding love again. What I mean is this. A woman like you and I have made him obsessed, it is only someone like us that can help him out of that obsession. Do you agree with me?" Isabella asked. Tina nodded. Isabella is speaking in idioms. She hadn't really said what she wanted. She's beating around the bush.

I am aching for her. I spend my day trying not to think about her sexy body and her huge tits. I have always been obsessed with tits. She let me suckle her as long as I wanted. I want to just hold her tit in my mouth while I fuck her pussy. I have to stop thinking about her while I am at work. I cannot have a hard cock while I am standing by the pool, passing out towels. I have never been this happy to see the next shift coming to relieve me. I want to go back to her. I want to dive into her and stay there forever. I need to touch her. What the fuck is wrong with me?