Novel & Cerita You're My Obsession

She’s staring at me now, her eyes wide and stunned, breath catching, mouth parted. “It’s because of you. Because of the way you’re looking at me right now. Those hopeful eyes. The way your body responds to me. The way you speak, how fucking honest you are. It’s got me… so completely, obsessed with you.” That word, obsessed, hangs between us, dangerous and tangible.

He sim- ply existed—a solid, silent presence that commanded attention whether you wanted it to or not. There was a gravity to him, a quiet intensity that set him apart from the rest, like a storm brewing on the horizon. "Rough night?" he asked, his voice a low, gravelly rumble that seemed to vibrate through the very air between them, pitched just low enough that only she could hear. It was a sound that resonated deep within her, stirring something primal CHAOTIC OBSESSION | 3 and untamed. Alli's mouth quirked in a wry smirk. "Not really. Just slow." She hoped her voice

Manik warned in his threatening tone which made harshad laugh loudly . "Manik i am so obsessed with her heavenly beauty and want her with me. I also come to know that you love her so it's gonna be very interesting to see how you're gonna save her from harshad." Harshad laughed, ashok was looking at them confusingly because their voice was not audible to him.

that Chelsea mumbled. I was looking for my watch when I shook my head at the word she uttered. “I don't do obsessions, love. Obsessions are meaningless.” I said. “You can call it an obligation.” “Obligation?” “For the woman I bit earlier, the woman I marked mine, the one I call mate.” She said nothing. So, I asked. “Do you want me to continue because I—” “No.” She immediately cut me off

Damn, I didn't ask to play! I am stashed behind the kitchen curtains, and I watch the show, and I like what I see. A beautiful woman that beauty has not left by the side of the road. She is wearing a yellow dress. Excess of coquetry? Need to be seen and admired over and over again? It seems like it is working just fine. I see her. She reminds me of femininity, and chills run through down my spine without being able to refrain them. They go too fast for me, just like my thoughts. I find it hard to focus on anything other than this woman. I do not know her. She doesn't see me from the top of the third floor, and yet I spy on her like a teenager would observe a classmate from the corner of his

“Everything about you tastes perfect and I am obsessed with you. It is not healthy, it can’t be.” He tries to keep a straight face but the smile wins and his lips break out in a grin, I find myself smiling back at him widely, like someone that has lost her mind. Maybe I have lost it. But if this is what it feels like, then please, I want some more crazy. “No obsession is healthy,” I mutter playfully. He quirks a brow, tracing my sides with his finger. I swallow thickly, something hot settling in the pit of my stomach.

"So now its my turn. I am not here just for the cake. So come on I wanna enjoy a show too." "Okay as You wish..!!" I never got too open with anyone but he was so different. I never let my gurads down in front of anyone but he was making me feel strange. I couldn't figure out my feelings then but I just articulate that it was just an attraction. He was actually too sweet and the gesture of cake and Vine on my Dad's birthday was a whole new level!! I didn't realize at that time that this attraction is going to be an addiction and obsession soon. I never imagined that I would fall for someone so easily....

I gawked at her, “What is it to you, Rose? You don't even like him; this is just some crazy obsession that you have.” Veins bulged on her forehead and neck, pulsing with rage. Her gaze was venomous, “You know the worst thing about having an obsession? If I don't have him, nobody can.” I stood up to her, "That obsession - would kill you."

Perhaps, a few days away from her was going to do the trick. He felt a shiver run through him as something warm encompassed his cock. He looked down to see Leila working him vigorously with her mouth. He growled dangerously and grabbed her auburn hair pulling her backwards. His cock fell out of her mouth and stood at attention. His eyes flashed as he looked down at her from his lofty position. "I fucking told you to be obedient and only do as I say." He told her and growled at her furiously. It wasn't that he wasn't pleased with the way she had done, what he feared most was that he was going to get used to her. And that was the last thing he wanted.

She was warm and soft, and so real. Mine. “Eres mi obsesión, Aria,” I heard myself say. The words pouring out in Spanish, my deepest feelings “Mi corazón, mi alma. Quiero arruinarte. Quiero amarte. Es demasiado. No puedo respirar. No puedo respirar.” You are my obsession, Aria. My heart, my soul. I want to ruin you. I want to love you. It’s too much. I can’t breathe. I can’t breathe.