The Maddest Obsession Read Online Novels & Stories

“This isn’t funny, Aston. She’s obsessed with you. Like, weirdly obsessed with you. The worst part is that she doesn’t know it yet. She thinks that her feelings are hate. But I know what they are. I used to feel the same way about my ex. It’s that crazy feeling when you are so obsessed with someone that you can’t breathe, can’t think straight and do stupid things like try to fuck them out of your system.” I knew exactly what he was talking about. I felt the same way all the time with Maddy. Even when I was trying to fuck her out of my system, I just knew that was not possible. She ruined sex with other women for me. No girl comes close to Maddy. Nobody.

“Who is in control?” I gasp and moan at the fiery pleasure-pain as another orgasm rolls through my body. “You,” I say, not recognizing the sound of my own voice. “You’re in charge. Ohh…” “Daddy. Say, ‘you’re in charge, Daddy.’” My pussy clenches around his fingers at the taboo command. I’ve read my fair share of sexy books, and secretly love BDSM books. I may be a virgin but I’m far from naïve. One of my favorite independent authors writes books with daddy doms and I’ve always been intrigued. I often imagine myself in the heroine’s shoes… now is my chance to live out one of my most secret fantasies.

The man hit his both hands on the table angrily and said through gritted teeth. “It would feel so good to be killed by the one you love the most.” The woman said to him and the man frowned completely displeased by her attitude. “You’re crazy.” He then stood up and left the room. “I will kill that brat like I had killed her.. hahahaha..” Behind him, the woman’s evil laugh was echoing making the man realized what a big trouble he had taken after joining his new job…. …

“I can’t keep living like this, not knowing when he’ll strike. Not with this thing hanging over my head. I'm tired of living in fear. I’m ending it today.” Her eyes widened, surprisingly brimming with tears and panic. “And what if you don’t come back? What then, Madelyn? What if he traps you, what if—” I didn’t want to listen to her. I pulled free, forcing a thin smile. “Don’t worry too much. I’ll be fine. I know what I’m doing. I'll be back soon.” “No, you don’t,” she shot back fiercely, almost shouting. “You don’t know what you're doing, Madelyn! This man isn’t safe, he isn’t rational… he’s obsessed! You can’t reason with obsession. Listen to me.”

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?

Because if she looked too fast, she’d give herself away. And there he was. Elbow on the bar. Leaning toward Mads, lashes low, smile cocked like a loaded gun. He said something low enough that Alli couldn’t hear it, but Mads raised an eyebrow and said, “You got jokes now?” And that made him laugh. Soft and smug and dangerous. Alli’s stomach flipped. The nerve. The absolute nerve. She slammed the cooler shut a little louder than she needed to. His eyes flicked her way.

Not understanding what love was, Ma Xiao-Er had never felt this unspeakable feeling in her heart before, it was rising up from within. Tightening, like her heart was being squeezed, she wasn’t able to breathe. Looking at him, watching as he became a madman, just calling out for Wang Yi-An’s name over and over again.

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.

I mark her neck like a claim. But even as I lose myself in her, the conflict rages inside me. I am destroying her carefully built world. I am the darkness she keeps letting in. And the most terrifying truth of all? I don’t want to stop. Because for the first time in my miserable life, this obsession feels like the only thing worth burning everything else for.

While he suspected my eagerness to return to her, as always, he kept his observations to himself. I drove throughout the entire night despite Mathias suggesting that I wait until morning. My eagerness to get back to Riverhead outweighed any sense of patience. Simply hearing Jasmine's voice over the phone wasn't sufficient; I longed to see and physically be with her. I was admittedly clingy and possessive, consumed by an obsession, and the hours spent apart felt agonising. Naturally, I would never confess this to her verbally; instead, I intended to demonstrate it. Regardless of who was present, I planned to fuck and reclaim the lost time with her. Razor, my wolf, appreciated my determination