Their Secret Obsession Novels & Stories

And I was ready to exploit every flaw in his obsession. Mark paused near the desk, scanning the files and hidden drives. His obsession flared visibly—a subtle twitch in his jaw, the intensity of his gaze sharpening. He reached for one of the drives, but didn’t touch it. “These are mine,” he said, voice low, predatory. “Every secret, every file, every shadow of your past… mine.” “Yes,” I said, calm, steady. “Yours.” He stepped closer, circling slowly like a predator assessing prey. “Do you understand what obedience means, Jessy? That knowledge without permission is dangerous?”

His hand lifted, hesitated, then curled into a fist at his side instead of touching me. “Because I can’t,” he whispered. “I can’t let you go. Not now. Not ever.” My stomach flipped, part fear, part something I refused to name. I swallowed hard. “That’s not love, Sebastian. That’s obsession.” His lips curved, not in amusement, but in something darker. “Maybe it is. But obsession keeps you alive. Love? Love gets people killed.” The words chilled me. There was history in them, shadows he wasn’t sharing. A secret that gnawed at the edges of my sanity because I knew—I just knew—I hadn’t heard the full story.

I wonder what he sounds like when he is close and when he comes and. I am so lost in my dirty thoughts and missed the way Mia was looking at me until she spoke. "With that look on your face, Sweetie? I think it's definitely a secret office romance." My cheeks turn a bright red and just because I am still a little bit worked up from my imagination, I ignore her and silently continue packing my bags.

Sebastian announced backing the girl's claims with conviction. “Except she does.” Alpha Leigh added furiously. And at that moment, I realised that beneath the facade of unity and family bonds, each of us harboured our own hidden agendas. Yet, it was clear that Senestaian's and Lilly's aims were somewhat aligned with mine. Destroying my bitch of an ex and everything she held dear. As the conversation veered into heated exchanges and veiled threats, I remained a silent observer, my mind whirling with possibilities. Astaroth's offer loomed large in my thoughts, a tantalising proposition fraught with danger and betrayal.

Oh, that's the news I've been dying to hear. She embraces me tightly, her heart drumming over my chest. The healer uses that moment to excuse himself, and I hold Emma while looking over at our son. Yet, I can't stop thinking about what occurred earlier– about Veil and me. That moment stirred a hunger in me, one I know will not be easily sated, not by Emma. Just Veil. That's why, tonight, I'll be heading to the only place where my deepest secrets are buried. The place where the world lends voice to my obsession for Veil. The place where I become the masked god. Tbc

“Then let me be clear. I’ll follow you to the ends of the world if I have to. You won’t breathe without me knowing. Whatever you’re planning—whatever game you think you’re playing—it ends with me standing over your broken little empire.” Her smile faltered just slightly, and that was enough to give me a breath of satisfaction. “We’ll see,” she said, softer now, almost thoughtful. “But careful, Kieran. Obsession can rot a man from the inside.” I stepped closer, enough for her to feel the weight of my promise. “And secrets, Vee? They can bury you.”

MARCELLUS I don't answer immediately. Instead, I look at Nora. She's staring at the chocolate spilling across the plate, refusing to look at me. "...I do." No one utters a word. Even Sebastian has his narrowed gaze on me. "She's right." My voice is calm. "Obsession doesn't announce itself. One day you're simply... rearranging your entire life around another person without realizing you've already lost." A few contestants exchange glances. "And lies?" I continue. "They sometimes don't begin with bad intentions."

She tried to sneak away before they noticed her, but she couldn’t sneak even if she wanted to. Her footsteps were loud, just like her personality. Honest, and she could never hide a secret. She didn’t mean to break their moment, but she still did. She felt ashame.

" I asked again. "What do they say? " he brought his face a bit closer to mine and gave me a pretty smile and asked. I was wondering if I should ask him something like this or not. " Do you wish it not to be a girl ? " I asked awkwardly. I didn't know if it was appropriate to ask him something like that but I did anyway. I wasn't thinking much while asking. He laughed a bit and looked up at the sky again. "Who knows! I just never found anyone for whom I could be obsessed," he replied.

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?