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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?

His voice cracked with insanity, the madness threatening to consume him entirely. The room was charged with a tension so thick it felt as if the walls might collapse. The struggle between obsession, frustration, and an overwhelming need for control was about to reach its breaking point.

BOOK 3: CHAPTER 68: Drenched in Obsession She continues to move against him, her body completely overtaken by the madness of the moment. Everything is heightened. Every single sensation, raw and intense. Desire—pleasure—each feeling swells to an unbearable edge, heightened to its most punishing extreme. Her thoughts are no longer coherent. Her mind is spinning in wild, uncontrollable circles, caught between the chaos of her need and the ruin it’s leaving behind.

For a few minutes, Ansel focused his attention on the designs in front of his eyes in order to get rid of strange delusions that entered his mind. As long as his entire life, Ansel had never let his mind embrace a wild fantasy of any women. But, the young woman who was sitting in the opposite side of his seemed to have a magical power to tear down his soul fortress. “I need some changes on some parts,” Ansel said. Chin Hwa and Qeiza simultaneously took a deep breath. They seemed struggling to hide their disappointments. “All right, Mr. Malik,” said Chin Hwa. “Just let us know what you want, we will fix them all.”

He held it up for a moment, examining it in the light before casually flicking it onto the concrete floor, where it landed with a tiny, insignificant tink. "One," Zandrei counted softly, his eyes glinting with a mad, ecstatic light. "Now, let's try again. Who sent you?" He asked, his voice brimming with a childlike excitement, like a madman who had just discovered a wonderfully fun new game and was eager for another turn. The man in the chair could only manage a strangled, guttural sound, a wet sobbing noise that vibrated through his shattered mouth. His head thrashed from side to side, his eyes wide with a horror so pure it was almost beautiful to Zandrei.

And it beats me the reason for that. It's the first time it happened since Marcus came back into my life. He shouldn't see me like this. I'm avoiding this to happen in front of him. But fate always surprises us. It's not that I am addicted to these drugs. They are not my addiction but my obsession, that obsession that let me go through each haunting day and night, and it's been a while since my anxiety attacked. I could feel Marcus rub circles on my back while he said sweet nothing in my ear.

The drives, the hidden folders, the envelopes—all pieces of a puzzle I was slowly mastering. My phone vibrated. Jeffrey. Jeffrey: First test complete. Did you survive? Me: Yes. And I’ve learned more than I expected. Jeffrey: Good. Now you understand. Control is obsession. Obsession is pattern. Observe him. Learn his triggers. Wait. Then act. I nodded, even though he couldn’t see me. The plan was taking shape. I would obey, but I would also prepare. Every test, every obsession, every tiny misstep could be a weapon if I wielded it carefully.

Because that would mean admitting the truth. That I was obsessed with her. And that was the most dangerous thing of all.

, my voice was steady despite the anger and annoyance bubbling inside me. Chief Marcus studied me for long moment, his weathered face unreadable. "You're overly driven by them, by this case. I'm trying to look for a softer word for it but I'm unable to find any. Laurent you're obsessed. And obsession makes you sloppy." He let out a deep sigh, rubbing his forehead as if just talking to me and thinking about my recent actions made him age by 20 years. I crossed my arms over my chest,finding the concrete floor below us interesting. "I'm just trying to help."

Julia almost threw up merely looking at papi pot belly. "Staying with this elephant of a man and sexing him? I will rather be sold and used for sacrifice instead." Julia thought in disgust. Meanwhile, Amira was praying fervently hoping that Julia won't choose to stay with papi. She know how much she will suffer if she leaves papi because she is used to living big and spending recklessly.