The Maddest Obsession Read Online Mga Nobela at Kwento

But they don’t know my past or the twisted things I was taught for years. I spent half my life being brainwashed into believing I was born in sin, possessed by the devil. Even though I don’t believe those lies anymore, that voice still whispers that I’m doing something wrong. Clarice says it’s normal and that I’ll eventually silence it. But for now, it makes me panic at the thought of crossing any moral line. That’s why I’m so obsessed with being “good.” They’ll never fully understand. So I stay quiet. We finally reach the mall parking lot, and a wave of excitement pushes away my worries. I desperately need new clothes—my online orders still haven’t arrived—and it’s been years since I’ve bee

I growled, my eyes straight out on the road. I did not take my foot of the pedal. My head was going to explode — Alessia, my kids, Max, the betrayal, the silence. Anger beat under my skin, fire streamed through my veins. The streets flew by as I snaked through traffic, haphazardly disregarding horns and flashing lights. “It's official. We’re all going to die in this car,” Matteo coughed from the back seat and shoved his phone into his pocket. “And I’m going to haunt your ass if I die.”

She hopped into her car and drove off madly leaving a trail of smoke behind. She was so mad that her hands trembled on the steering wheel as she drove. Julia had to pay for today in a bitter way. She is proving clever isn't she? Well lets see how much she can hold up. She drove back to the underground company. "Julius!" She yelled as she stormed in leaving all the employees quaking in fear.

After I do that, he will never want to leave my side and he will see just how much he wants to be with me. My feelings for him had never changed but rather grew even stronger for him since the night we spent together at his apartment. It was just, I could not wait any longer. I needed to be with him; I needed him to be mine, once and for all. This whole thing had to stop. I never go for guys shorter than me but there was something about Callum that just made my cl*t f*cking throb. The more I thought about him, the more fascinated I became. His flaws and my fascination with him had grown into an obsession. My frustration and obsession had turned into lust. I just could not stop thinking about

Chapter one Aphrodite I watched the clock, willing the minutes to tick by. I just wanted to get out of this office, go home, and collapse onto my bed. The day's work had left me feeling drained, and I was just counting the minutes until I could leave. As I waited, I glanced around my office, not really paying attention to anything in particular. My gaze landed on a painting that had been placed there by the company. It depicted an eagle, gazing sorrowfully at a fish in the water. The fish looked sadly back at the eagle.

Nikolai left, and it was left with Hugo and me. I walked closer to him and flicked his forehead. He hissed at me and massaged the spot. “Why do you look so distracted? Are you watching p**n on your phone or what?” “Why would I watch it when I can create it?” I gave him a tired look. “After that, you call me arrogant.” “The point of watching that shit is to get hard, right? I mean, why would I watch it when I can—” “Enough, I heard you the first time.”

When he'd not responded at that moment, something deranged inside of me had snapped. My obsession and lust for him are insane; his momentary silence to my confession quickly released the savage beasts from me that simply wanted to devour him. It feels so amazing to take him so mercilessly, the feel of his body clasped tight around me, and his soft, repentant gaze flares something dark inside of me. I want to dominate him more and more, He constantly drives me crazy. I'm insanely greedy when it comes to him. I know he has it bad when even right now, he's murmuring my name in his sleep.

I made sure she didn’t see me, but I was desperate for just one peek at her. * * * Then I got angry at how distracted she made me, but I couldn't stop myself. I’ve become obsessed like nothing else before, and I have to have her. I have to be near her. My actions may make me seem crazy, but at this point I’m already all in. What’s a little crazy on top of it?

Obsession isn’t something you choose. It chooses you. Wraps around your soul like a vice, squeezing until there’s nothing left but the sickness of wanting. It seeps into your blood, replacing logic, making you something… else. Something monstrous. And fuck… I like it the more I watch her.

Let her feel the violence thudding beneath my skin. “You can never be free, Reina,” I growled. “Not out there. Not in here. You walk out that door again and come back late, I’ll make you pay. You breathe for someone else, I’ll end them. Do you understand?” She shook her head, her voice barely there. “You’re insane.” “I’m obsessed,” I corrected. “There’s a difference. Obsession has purpose. Madness is just noise.” My mouth brushed against her cheekbone, slow, deliberate. “And I only hear you.”