Within Obsession And Lies Novels & Stories

I swallowed, shaky fingers drawing on his chest. “But isn’t that obsession?” “I am obsessed with you Principessa.” He breathed out, looking so relaxed and so handsome. “But what if that obsession runs over? What if you wake up one day and you realize all the flaws that you can’t stand but had not been seeing because you were misled by your obsession?”

“Well, damn, if I’d known all I have to do to get your attention is pass out, I would have been falling at your feet all day long.” I roll my eyes. “Fine. Don’t tell me. I don’t want to know.” “Liar.” “You’re a liar.” He stiffens, and tension fills the air. “Never lied to you. Not one time.” “No, you were brutally honest. Maybe that was worse.” We stare at each other, and the only sound is the cars zipping past us on the highway out in front of the store.

“I… I don’t want you to stop. Not ever.” His hands went to my waist, pulling me close. “Good,” he murmured, pressing his forehead to mine. “Because I’m obsessed with you. Completely. And I will show you exactly what that obsession means tonight.” Back at the penthouse, we didn’t wait. Every kiss, every touch, every whisper became a battle of possession and surrender. Sebastian’s hands memorized me, claimed me, burned into me with the intensity of his obsession. I responded in kind, trembling under his control, craving every moment, every edge of danger and desire.

*"How do you expect me to keep my voice down? That man proposed to you. I thought he was married to his work." *"It wasn't romantic!"* I groaned, covering my face. *"It was practical. Logical. Stupid. Cold. Very him."* Diana plopped beside me, clutching my arm. *"Explain. Every detail. Right now. If you miss one comma, I'll slap you."* I told her everything. From the text. To him showing up. To the marriage talk. To the knife falling at the most dramatic possible moment. *"Okay,"* Diana exhaled, rubbing her temples. *"Let me get this straight. He wants to marry you because… it's convenient? Because you're quiet? Because you don't annoy him? And you won't disrupt his… ecosystem?"*

The chill slid up my spine, while his calm presence clashed with my storm. "Did my words annoy you?" he asked in a low, rough voice, tight like a pulled string. I rolled my eyes sharply and turned my face away. I ignored him. His hand reached for my chin, turning my face back to him with terrifying calm. "Do not roll your pretty eyes at me like that, Amara." he whispered, his hot breath brushing my skin. "Mr. Dorian, why are you so obsessed with putting me on counters? I have two perfectly good feet. I can stand."

“That’s not a problem. We have a long time together. If that bastard could make you feel something after everything he did to you, then I’m sure, I’ll make you fall for me. No matter how long it takes.” A shiver ran through her spine, as a mixture of fear and disgust bloomed in the pit of her stomach. “You’re sick.” She hissed. “So much so that you can’t tell the difference between love and… obsession.” “Love, obsession, limerence, they are all the same thing.” He told her. “It’s a desire that is so strong, that it can’t be suppressed. It’s the kind of feeling that can cause a person to do things that are otherwise deemed unreasonable and unacceptable.”

I growled as I dropped the book back on the table, making sure I dropped it the way she left it. I went through her wardrobe and sniffed on her clothes. I have dreamt of this severally, sniffing her body and claiming her as mine. I couldn't help but lean more into the closet and my eyes came in contact with her panties. I swallowed hard as my curiosity piqued, wondering how she smells down there. I clenched fist as I tried to hold back the urges that shot through my veins. ‘Get your act together,dude.’ I growled internally. I know you might call me crazy, weird. That's me,I can't control myself when I start obsessing. I have never felt this way towards any human,she is the first and forever

Les said and I could sense the strain in his voice. I lift off on my elbows and look at him. "What happens when you become obsessed?" His hand reached out and grabbed my throat, pushing me back down. My heart began to hammer fast as his eyes held no emotion of any kind for me. He's here. The Beast. "That's the thing, Iris." He said, positioning himself between my legs, futher spreading it wider. "I only know obsession when it comes to the people I hunt and kill." He thrusts into me in one go and I cry out from the way it burns.

West retorted as she couldn't believe he could be this narcissistic. Lincoln slowly turn his head to look at her direction "are you sure about that??" "Most definitely!" West said with red ear as she tried to stand her ground,the way she lied about it made her look so convincing and Lincoln thought this girl must probably be the best liar in the whole of planet earth. Reasons be that whenever West tells a lie,she always has this seriousness on her face as if she was saying the utmost truth meanwhile she was actually telling a lie. "You are not only a pervert but a good liar!" Came the short remark from Lincoln and west widened her mouth to say something else but closed her mouth.