The Male Lead's Boyfriend Is Obsessed With Me 소설 & 이야기

People were always like this—obsessed with what they couldn't have. Now he said he won't see Kimberly anymore. But it was probably just because they'd already crossed every line, done everything they could. The excitement wore off, and the novelty faded. And that was when he remembered me. "So, what do you think?" Seeing me smile, Jasper thought I was softening. He reached out to grab my hand. I stepped back. "Jasper, the thing is—I already have a boyfriend." Jasper's face was full of disbelief. "That's impossible! When did you get a boyfriend?"

I wanted to drain his memory and pick out any single person he has kissed and break their head. Okay, that was being too violent. I was never a violent a person but now that it came to my boyfriend, I knew that every part of my body was going up and hot. I glared at Adam, there was no way I was going to let him pass that way. He was going to have to make up for all the things he had done in the past. The obsessive traits that was coming to my head was making me really pissed.

"Second, you're in the basement of the casino Manoban." "B-boss." "Yes, I'm your boss, the CEO and I am..." I paused as I tilted my head on the side and smiled at her venomously. "Naomi's boyfriend." _________

He was furious with the pictures he had just received. “Qeiza … no men can have you but me!” Ansel gripped his phone tightly. It was as strong as his determination to reclaim Qeiza back from other man. “You’re my woman!” he said. “And you’re forever so!” Ansel’s eyes reddened when he looked again at the engagement pictures of Qeiza that he had just got. His heart was getting hotter. The intimacy and the happiness that radiated on Qeiza’s and Chin Hwa’s faces made his blood boil.

"Jeez, you are totally overly obsessed with her!" "So what if I am?" Yang Tian-Xu retorted as he could not care less about what other people's opinions. The infatuation he had for Wang Yi-An was something he would expect no one to understand, nor does he wanted anyone else to know, but her; Wang Yi-An. Yang Tian-Xu didn't wait for Jin Qi-Long to let himself inside the car, Yang Tian-Xu was about to drove off without him. However, Jin Qi-Long hurried as he hopped in, while Yang Tian-Xu drove off. He barely had the time to fasten the seatbelt.

"Oh really?? Do you think I am gonna get scared with these threats of yours?? Who do you think you are?? We are just married in front of our families. But believe me, I don't even look at rich spoiled daddy's boys like you." "Oh really?? Don't even get me started. At least I have a standard. " "Standard?? Well, a demo of that I have seen today. I mean you really think that girl is so out of this world?? The princess?? You rich guys always dream of??" "Oh what about your awful choice then?? Your playboy boyfriend?? I have seen it multiple times with other girls?? So you are comfortable with that??" "How do you so surely say that Your girlfriend isn't dating someone else??"

I rushed over to my bean bag, picked a hand fan, and held it to my face, calming my mind and regulating my breath. The truth is, right now, I don’t know which bothered me more. Was is that I couldn’t stand the fact that my mother was already moving on from my father, and she’d never truly mourned him in three years, or the fact that the first and only time I get to feel something for an arrogant bastard, something that is already too difficult to understand, but the mere thought of it fills my thighs with heat and my head with dirty thoughts, she had to be involved with his father. Dame Casian was the last person I thought I’d ever feel this way for. He was an arrogant prick, but damn! What

“You’re imagining things.” She shook her head slowly. “No, I swear I’ve smelled this before.” Because it’s the CEO’s perfume. The realization hit me like lightning. I tried to remember if Adrian’s scent was distinctive. Of course it was distinctive. Everything about him was. I kept my expression neutral. “It’s my boyfriend’s,” I said casually, opening a file on my screen to appear busy. “He uses a popular brand.” That wasn’t technically a lie. She raised an eyebrow. “Boyfriend?” she repeated dramatically. “Since when?”

Of course he knows. "Show me your phone." "Alexander, I can explain..." "Show. Me. Your. Phone." With trembling hands, I pull out my phone. The recent conversations with Derek are deleted, but I know Alexander's security team can recover anything. He takes it without asking permission, his expression getting darker as he scrolls. "Derek Matthews," he says finally, and the name sounds like a curse in his mouth. "Your high school boyfriend." "It's not what you think." "Isn't it?" His voice is deadly quiet now. "Someone who knows intimate details about your body, your habits, your marriage. Someone who's been watching you for God knows how long."

Still, he didn't kiss me, he just said in a whispered voice: "I'm tired of being just your friend, Tasha. I don't want this game anymore.” "What do you want, then? "I asked, watching him. "I want you," he replied in a cold and direct tone. "I need you. And even if I tried to ignore these feelings, nothing came up in my life that was as real and surprising as you have been. I wake up and sleep thinking about you. I smell you all day long, even when we don’t meet. I'm going crazy, obsessed. That's not healthy, but...”