Yes It's Me The Obsessive Side Top Novels & Stories

And I do them very well . I'm not the Jealous Hot headed type but when I lost my coolness . I lost my bright side too and then even Dark is get afraid of me And that bastard is trying to impress my Queen and My Queen forget that whom she belongs to Yeah I'm Obsessive about her even her shadow is mine . . Yes I'm Obsessive and very Obsessive on my Possession . She is mine , mine forever , this birth and upcoming next seven birth My Obsessiveness is a journey . Starting at forever and Ending at Never . .

In his hand was a trash bag. I was about to say hello when my eyes caught the figure above his head. My smile froze. There, glowing in vivid red, was the number: 1,111. The worst part was that it was still fluctuating. My blood ran cold. That was pure bloodlust. It was a raw, undisguised intent to kill. I had never seen such a high value before. I once came across a creep on the subway at 300, and I thought that was bad.

His hair was matted and dry, and a sour smell drifted from it. I felt my breath hitching as soon as I looked at the man's eyes. They were dull and lifeless, yet unmistakably tinged with a familiar, obsessive intensity. It turned out that the man was none other than Zachary. I remained motionless, my mind emptied of all thought. That face—which had represented longing, then loathing—was now just a picture of utter decline. His eyes were deeply hollowed, his cheekbones were prominent, and his skin barely clung to the structure beneath.

"This is a pleasant surprise." "I'm having a crisis and you're the only person who might understand it." "I'm honored. What kind of crisis?" "The existential kind. They're offering me the Seattle project back. Full control, full budget, everything I wanted a month ago. And I don't know if I want it anymore." "Why not?"

“Yes I know. I just ... had a lot of tasks, I lied.” “I understand, what was offered to you?” I looked at the display case and saw the reason for my craving. “I want a chocolate cake.” “Wait for me a moment.” Ana disappeared behind a door and Ezra was soon standing next to me. “Hi Kim, how have you been?” He asked with his charming smile. "Very bad." "More or less," I said, looking at my nails painted black. The enamel had been damaged a bit and it was time to paint them again.

Dakota POV I stand in the doorway of the bathroom, watching her wash my cum off her face. She turns me on in unreal ways. I want to own her body. I want to be deep inside her pussy. The thoughts I have of her are not typical. She is my obsession. She cleans her face and walks to me, standing in the doorway of her bathroom. “What do you want to do to me now, stud?” Tonya asks me. The thoughts that are going through my mind are wild and machinist. “I want to take you to your bedroom,” I say to her.

Lee was comfortable talking to a captivating Jasmine, attracting the attention of those around. Meanwhile, Seth felt uneasy. All eyes were on Jasmine, radiating admiration and curiosity. He knew Jasmine had a charm that could attract attention, but this time he felt anxious. Jasmine wasn't just a top model but also a sought-after news source lately. "Seth, is everything alright?" Jasmine whispered suddenly, noticing the tension on Seth's face. "Of course, it's just... I feel like they're paying too much attention to you," Seth replied softly. "That's part of the game, isn't it? Am I too conspicuous?" Jasmine replied with a confident smile.

What a weird name. Archer looks scary with his tattoos and his bulk body. He reminds me of the joker guy back at the cell. “Shit, what the fuck is happening in my life?” I muttered to myself. How did I end up in this kind of mess? First Russians, and now Italians? Fuck me. Is this a sign to die already? What is going to happen to me here now? I glanced around the room and my eyes landed on a drawer. I scanned through them until I found scissors.

I have to escape his madness or else I'll lose myself in his obsession. .............................. what do you think about Sebastian?. comment please.

OF: Also, if it is any consolation, Mob boss Ash, you are attractive to me Ash: Am I? OF: Yes, no one would deny that Ash: I would OF: Because you're an idiot SL: Is boss your type? OF: How so? Ash: This is invasive, stop OF: No, he is not my type Ash: I see