Novel & Cerita The Sweet Obsession Book

"I do like you Marilyn but not the way you think, I just want to make you mine. I am getting obsessed with you, obsessed with your everything (saying while licking his lips as his eyes roaming on me) I am obsessed with your eyes (caressing my eye lashes) Obsessed with your cheeks (rubbing his knuckles softly on my cheeks as I close my eyes leaning towards his touches) Obsessed with your ears (pinching my earlobes) Obsessed with your neck (caressing the hickey that he gave me, his thumb pressing lightly on that spot, making me whimper ) Obsessed with your lips (rubbing my lips softly as I gasp a little) Obsessed with your chest, waist , thighs (his hands were roaming around my whole body, giv

HUSBAND. He smiled sadly. She didn't want to acknowledge their marriage but didn't react. He was tired of always reacting to every little thing. If he was to win her back, he had to start with always controlling his temper especially around her. ‍​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌‍Book From Passion to Obsession, chapter Chapter 43, page 1 read online

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?

As soon as I could talk to him, I would send him to hell and he must know perfectly well what awaited him. I did not waste my time and went to my classroom, Isaac had already arrived and had reserved my favorite place by the window. I forced a smile and collapsed next to him. “And at the end what happened to the book that had you obsessed?” Isaac asked as he stretched out his feet. His honey-colored eyes protruded more in the sunlight. I smiled broadly. Isaac had the talent to put me in a good mood. “I received it yesterday afternoon, I couldn't wait to start reading it and so far I have not been disappointed.”

There was simply nothing normal about him, so of course breaking into a woman's house wasn't considered a crime in his dictionary. "Then what is?" "Obsession." The answer came so easily it stole the next breath from my lungs. His head tilted slightly. "I'm obsessed with everything about you, Little Cub." His gaze lingered on mine. "Every breath. Every sound. Every sweet little treat you put between those pretty lips." My stomach tightened. "You're insane." "Already covered that." I hated how I almost smiled. I chewed the inside of my jaw, forcing myself to focus on something other than him

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.

(Sophia’s POV) As I entered Alexander’s library an overwhelming burden descended upon me. The atmosphere became dense with leather-bound book scents mingling with his cologne which presented sharp sophisticated and intoxicating notes. The fragrance that used to bring me solace transformed into a chaotic reminder of my overwhelming struggles. Alexander's unique aura of power and control filled the room as he positioned himself behind his enormous oak desk. His piercing blue eyes met mine, unreadable, his posture relaxed yet commanding. His calm demeanor drove me to frustration as my life fell apart before my eyes.

*"PIZZAAA!" The delivery guy barely had time to say hello before Ava snatched the bag and sprinted to the sofa, already digging into her little box. I shut the door and turned to Diana, who was watching her a little too closely. *"What's wrong?"* Diana asked. *"You don't bribe my child with carbs unless something's very wrong."* *"Come sit."* --- **Lily's POV** We settled on the couch and Diana grabbed her pizza. *"Someone proposed to me."*

He didn’t leave; instead, he took another look and readjusted it. “Perfect,” he muttered, a bit satisfied. Then he turned to strut towards his chair and sat on the bench. “I’ll give you another warning, Dorothy.” “Don’t touch things without permission.” I swallowed hard. He could see through my lies and didn’t point it out. And whatever he had noticed stands right before him. Swiftly, he arranged his desk with calculative moves. I watched every movement. Uncle Sebastien wasn’t just a perfectionist; he loves things being in order in an obsessive manner, probably.