Their Secret Obsession Novels & Stories

I want to see it. ‘You don’t need to…’ ‘Have you forgotten what happened the last time you kept secrets from me?’ He sighed and I skipped up to him, all other senses but my eyes remaining on the girl, as I took the letter. “There’s been no news of your siblings but there’s a development. Hidden information was slipped in and I’m trying to crack the code but it's being a bitch.” That explains his obsession with the letter. Not like I was jealous or anything…

I came with a broken moan, my walls convulsing around my fingers as fresh slick gushed down my hand. But even as the orgasm faded, the curiosity remained. How long until Damien uncovered the truth? How would he react when he realized the woman he was obsessed with was the ghost of the omega his brother had murdered? And how much longer could I keep fighting the pull before I lost myself completely in the man I was supposed to destroy? The secret network was growing stronger in the shadows. Damien’s obsession was deepening with every passing day. And I stood in the center of it all , wet, conflicted, and more curious than ever about how this dangerous game would finally end.

Damien followed soon after, collapsing over me, his weight a comforting cage as he emptied himself deep inside. In the quiet aftermath, curled against his chest while the rain softened to a gentle patter, reality crept back. This connection was intense, addictive… but what secrets did he hide? What price would this obsession truly demand? As his fingers traced lazy patterns on my skin, promising more nights like this, more unveiling of desires I never knew I harbored, a new hook tightened around my heart.

Halsey asks as he passes me a plate of barbequed meat with veggies before flashing me one of his million-dollar smile. He is such a darling. “How about your darkest secret?” Aileen further suggests. “Hmm, sounds entertaining already.” Nick says as his brown eyes lingers on me. “It could be something not too personal but still a secret from close friends.” Aileen explains further as she moves her gaze from one person to the other, hoping everyone was on the same page as her. I was starting to get excited. “I’m in” I say cheerily. I was really curious as to what kind of secrets everyone had hidden and I couldn’t wait to get this started.

Arie’s POV The yellow tulips lay scattered across the floor while I stared at the emerald necklace on my pillow. Nico was in Seattle. The thought had barely formed when the quiet click of my apartment door closing reached me from the other room. My entire body went still. I had left the door open while searching the apartment. A second click followed. The lock. “You still hide things in the most obvious places, baby girl.” His voice travelled through me like a touch I had spent months trying to forgI turned slowly.

~Hermes~ This has to be some kind of joke. Just moments ago, I’d received the most mind-blowing blow job of my life—from my secretary, my ex secret affair. The one who’d left me for my friend. And now? She wants to keep all of this a secret. And… God. I want to obey her. Not just because there’s a very tangible reward waiting for me later, but because I want to obey her. Every nerve in me screams it.

With deft fingers, he typed in a secret code, unlocking the concealed compartment within. As the door swung open, Sebastian's gaze fell upon the collection of photographs and skulls that lay inside. His two former wives and his ill-fated girlfriend, their faces frozen in eternal silence, stared back at him. A twisted satisfaction curved his lips, a chilling testament to the depths of his dark desires.

Tell me what? “Shit…Ah Lydia…!” “Ahhh…!” “Tell her what?” he said, all rough and distracted. “That you’re better at this than she ever was?” Lydia actually giggled. Like this was some kind of sick joke. “Don’t be gross. You know what I mean.” “Do I?” His breath was ragged, weirdly desperate. “Maybe I like you as my dirty little secret.” “Liar.” Her voice dropped, all low and smug. “You’re obsessed with me. Just admit it.”

How can it be so hard to control your emotions when you’re obsessed with someone who has no idea how you feel? This secret has lived inside me for years, ever since I was a teenager. Is it a crime to fall in love? Because I am. I’m in love with my best friend’s brother. Maddie has no idea. No one does. I’ve hidden it so well, smiling when I have to, pretending I’m fine, acting like my heart isn’t racing just because he’s in the same room. Every glance, every casual touch, I’ve tucked away like it meant nothing… but to me, it has always meant everything.

I had to know. I packed every cloth I could lay my hands on and some shoes, a few hundred dollars in cash and ran down the stairs, I grabbed the keys from the driver and hightailed it out of the mansion. I had to know one thing: who exactly is his secret obsession?