Their Secret Obsession Pippa Moon Novels & Stories

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.

Instagram: @giftodulesi. I love you guys a lot. Leave a nice five-star rating, please😘 -------------------- This exertion I was experiencing was driving the hell out of my knuckles, typing furiously on my office laptop, working for some asshole as his secretary really wasted my whole time. I was constantly giving my work an irrelevant emphasis. I decided to take a break, rested my head on the black leather chair I was sitting on, at the end, close to the glass wall of my rectangular office, painted in an exorbitant white paint, with a black theme that completely correlates with my black office chair and extortionate Spanish glass table with other beautiful extras that are necessary in a sec

Piper says turning her iPad to face me. I blink my eyes at the picture. It's a picture of me and Gray about entering DYNASTIES holding hands. I wasn't looking at the camera since my mind must have traveled far. "Wow..." Brandon muse beside me. "Look at the headline. GRAY'S GOT A MYSTERY GIRL. She's hot and looks like you." Piper says. I scoff and shake my head "Now I need to rehydrate. I'm having a migraine." I grin grabbing my bottle water.

Everything is done. No one knows this secret of mine. I have a deep secret: I am addicted to sex to the point that I cannot even sleep without releasing my liquid. The perfect model is none other than Celestine. I found in her everything I sought in different women. She is the only one who drove me this mad and obsessed. It might be difficult because I know there will be no love in return from her. It would be one-sided love. But I don’t fucking care about that so-called “love.” I need her and I need her body. That’s all. I was about to board the chopper when I saw someone.

It looked like that there’s a young man confessing his feeling of love to the apple of his eyes. “Wow! It’s really beautiful!” Qeiza spontaneously admired the charms of the sparks on the night sky. The moon—which was still shrouded in clouds—actually increased the charms of the newly released fireworks. All of sudden Dae Hyun’s face with his intoxicating smile incarnated in the center of the beautiful circle of the sparks. “God!” Qeiza blessed and blinked fast. She was rubbing her eyes with unbelievable feeling. She might need to see a doctor. Lately she’s been frequently hallucinating.

Beautiful and fascinating. And when she tilted her head up, exposing her throat. His orbs clamped onto a black mole that was placed on the left side of her throat, right where her pulse was. He stared fixedly at the mole. The black dot was stirring something inside him. Lust. Another surprise awaited him when his gaze caressed down her throat, to find another mole right above the hollow of her collarbones. This one was smaller than the first one. But equally tempting. He unabashedly searched her neck for another mole that he found an inch above her right collarbone. His gaze heated with fierce desire. The trio resembled a constellation in a dark sky. There was something erotic about the mol

She whispers with a mischievous smirk curling on her rose pink-painted lips. Slowly and not trying to look obvious, I look over my shoulder, and true to her word, Tobias is standing in the doorway of the bakery with his hands shoved inside his slack pockets as he rocks on his heels, glaring at Mrs. Brown through his narrowed piercing blue eyes. “If I were twenty years younger, Keri…” Mrs. Brown's voice trails off as his gaze collides with mine and instantly, I feel like I am the only person he sees. If only Tobias Landry was anyone but himself, I’d let him have his wicked way with me with no strings attached.

I continued reading, diving back into the intense narrative that, somehow, now merged with our reality in that office committed to secrets and desires. His eyes sparkled with daring as I took out my notebook and opened my book. My skin blushed with shyness, and I bit my lip, feeling my boss's perceptive eyes examine every little detail of my reactions. “Mika entered the nightclub, determined to bury the wounds caused by an ex who had hurt her deeply. Inside, she encountered a promising young man willing to guide her through overcoming pain and fears. Pleasure then became her refuge." My voice faltered as I noticed the CEO's change in posture and his more intense gaze staring at me. This enig

What was so important that it kept him from his lover, tied to the cycle of the moon? The two strange ideas crashed together in her mind: Packs. Full moon. A cold, thrilling shiver ran down Ilyana's spine. This was not just an affair. This was something else entirely. Something darker. The word "packs" didn't fit the world she knew, and "full moon" felt ancient and sinister. Elira's unnatural resilience, this secret lover using a brute's vocabulary tied to a celestial event… it all pointed to a secret far more dangerous than mere infidelity.