Their Secret Obsession Pippa Moon Novels & Stories

"Yes. Married." A massive, ridiculous grin broke across Leo's face, and he immediately leaned across the table. "Okay, we need to run the data. Who is he? Give me the profile. Is he a secret billionaire? A retired movie star living undercover in the suburbs? An international spy? Oh, wait—is he a mafia boss? Please tell me you're getting a mafia stepfather, Julian. I need the connections." I couldn't help it; a genuine laugh broke through my stubborn mood. The sheer absurdity of his guesses instantly cut through the lingering anxiety from last night.

Every morning for the last two weeks, she’d been painstakingly massaging the painful silver-laced chemical into her skin, hoping he wouldn’t notice the ruse. The daily torture was wearing her down, making her joints hurt, her wolf crying out in pain, yet it was the only shield she had left. Dominic turned her around gently, his thumb caught her chin, tilting her face upwards. His gray eyes looked into hers, burning with a frightening yearning that could turn into an obsessive addiction. "You're a creature of secrets, Clara," Dominic muttered, his hand moving down to trace the line of her lower lip. "But the full moon is tomorrow night. All are spared by the moon’s attraction. Let’s see how w

He walked the length of the table until he was standing directly in front of her. "You handled them better than I would have," he admitted. The earlier jealousy from the park had settled into something deeper—a fierce, almost possessive respect. "You didn't just protect the project. You protected me." He reached out, his fingers grazing the obsidian pen tucked into her suit pocket. "I told you that you were the only one I trusted to hold the controls. I didn't realize how much I meant it until I saw you dismantle Silas." Before Ava could respond, his phone buzzed on the table. It was a restricted number. Lucian answered it on speaker, sensing it was the final blow in a morning of war.

Her eyebrows arch as she moans softly in her sleep. “Hmm.” I smile, her soft sound reminding me what we were doing before we heard the gunshots. “That was a waste.” I murmur. I almost got a taste of one of the fantasies I have been silently wanting for years. Mel soft lips wrapped around my dick. I shudder at the thought. “Who knows? Maybe, I would have satisfied this… this obsession, and gotten you out of here, far from this crazy world I brought you into.” Staring at her face, I climb in the space next to her and lie down, wondering if I would actually be able to let her go in the end.

“Doesn’t matter. Still incredible.” Elias nodded, chewing silently. I exhaled, feeling both betrayed and relieved. “I just—never noticed it on the menu,” I said, quietly mortified. “That’s the part I believe,” Thalia said, grinning. “Seraphina Moonbane—legendary mirror whisperer, mystery of the bloodline, secretly obsessed with menu novelties.” “I’m not obsessed.” Nyra turned a page in her book. “One does not summon three team members to a dessert café under pretense of ‘newness’ unless driven by low-key obsession. It’s quite endearing, in a slightly manipulative way.”

On the night of the full moon, Dennis embraced Mary from behind, and the two of them stood by the window, looking up at the sky. He gently kissed Mary's earlobe and then kissed her cheek affectionately. Mary looked up at the moon, her hands holding her stomach. She prayed that the medicine would help her keep Dennis and the family that she loved so much. She tilted her head and rubbed her hair against Dennis's cheek and whispered, "I love you." Dennis smiled and said, "I love you too."

"What are you up to, Sebastian? You seem awfully secretive." A mischievous glint danced in Sebastian's eyes as he evaded her inquiry, a half-smile playing on his lips. "Oh, it's nothing important, Hailee. Just a little project I've been working on." Determined not to let him off the hook so easily, Hailee pressed further, closing the distance between them. She could feel the energy crackling between them, an unspoken understanding that transcended mere words. "Come on, Sebastian. You can trust me. I won't stop until I uncover your little secret."

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?

Others are easy to manipulate because of their secrets. Following someone like this becomes an obsession. You obsess and fantasise about that person until they are all you can think about. But still they don’t see you. Don’t acknowledge your existence. They will regret that in the end when I have taken everything from them. When I have destroyed their happiness because they are slowly destroying mine. Years and years of hard work down the drain. They will pay.

I smiled, hoping she believed what I said. She rolled her eyes, smiling in a 'do-you-think-i'm-stupid' manner. "I knew this was the real you. You're only interested in Justin's money." She snapped, placing her hand on her waist, holding a silver purse with a cute golden bunny design on her other hand. "I know little hoky-poky sluts like you." She shot me a simper expression, effecting a gasp from me.