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Boredom gnawed at him like a persistent itch, urging him to break free from the dullness of the quiet guest house. He craved excitement, adventure—anything to rid himself of the heavy lethargy weighing him down. So, what better plan than to head out to the clubs? Without a second thought, Bryan dashed to his room, his heart pounding with anticipation. He rummaged through his wardrobe, tossing aside shirts and pants until he found the perfect outfit: a sleek black shirt and jeans that hugged his frame just right. Minutes later, Bryan stood before the mirror, adjusting his collar and running a hand through his tousled hair. Satisfied with his appearance, he grabbed his wallet and left the room

But he lifted his hands in surrender, laughing softly. “Forgive me. I just enjoy learning everything I can about people. A hobby, you could say.” For a moment, I didn’t react. I didn’t speak. Then slowly, a cold smile curved my lips as I leaned back against the seat. “You are right, I am obsessed ,” I said calmly. “I can’t live without her. I can’t bear the thought of her with another man. But the one thing I truly couldn’t bear…” My gaze darkened. “Is her hating me.”

༺LIAM༻ “Disobey me and find out.” The words are out of my mouth before I can even stop myself from sounding like a total control freak. Well, maybe I am. I'm the control freak who fucking loves her with a passion that borders on obsession and I won't apologize for it. Obsession is my love language. This woman drives me crazy yet every fibre of my being burns for her.

“Because I’m obsessed with you, Ocean. Every part of you. Every thought you have, every touch, every moment of fear or desire — I claim it all. And I will never let anyone take it from me. Not Vanessa. Not Adrian. Not anyone.” She reached for my hand, fingers curling around mine. “I… I don’t ever want to leave you.” “You won’t,” I murmured, leaning down to press my lips to hers. The kiss was feral, possessive, claiming every inch of her. “You’re mine. Always. And I’ll make sure the world remembers that.” By the time we reached the penthouse, my obsession had only deepened. Every glance, every whisper, every brush of her skin reminded me of what I couldn’t risk losing. I needed her, wanted he

“Now? I probably drink until I forget. Or until I hate him enough to stop caring.” “That doesn’t sound healthy.” I let the silence settle between us. The bar’s dim lights painted shadows on the floor, and my buzz was just strong enough to make everything blur at the edges. I leaned forward again, fingers toying with the condensation on my glass. “You ever get so obsessed with someone,” I murmured, “that it’s not even about them anymore? It’s about how they make you feel. How they pull out the ugliest parts of you, and you still keep crawling back like a sick little dog looking for scraps.”

And I’d do it every time, until there was nothing left but fire, sweat, and obsession, until he couldn’t exist without me, and I couldn’t without him. Hands on him, feeling the faint pulse from the core embedded in him, I whispered, “We’re just getting started. And damn it, I’ll make sure you know… I own you. All of you. Every swing, every breath, every beat.” And deep in my chest, I felt it, hunger twisting sharper, darker, hungrier. Not lust. Not greed. Pure obsession. Next quest would push us harder. The next dungeon, the next monster, would be nothing but sparks for the fire we’d stoke together.

I said to them. “So you mean, you are going to give up on her?” Mason asked me. “No… I never give up” I said and took a pause before adding, “The problem is… That I am obsessed with her… And when I am obsessed with something…” “You get that thing no matter what” Dylan completed for me.

Jayden whispered with a deadly smirk in his lips. "Obsession is intoxicating. It seems sweet at first but you won't even realize when it slowly will take over your life. " Kindly Do Vote and give reviews! Chapter will be updated soon.

After I do that, he will never want to leave my side and he will see just how much he wants to be with me. My feelings for him had never changed but rather grew even stronger for him since the night we spent together at his apartment. It was just, I could not wait any longer. I needed to be with him; I needed him to be mine, once and for all. This whole thing had to stop. I never go for guys shorter than me but there was something about Callum that just made my cl*t f*cking throb. The more I thought about him, the more fascinated I became. His flaws and my fascination with him had grown into an obsession. My frustration and obsession had turned into lust. I just could not stop thinking about

"First off, I am married. Secondly, what I do with Ethan is none of your business." He walked up to me. His nose brushed mine. My heart skipped. "Every day, my attraction towards you gets deeper. It's safe to say I am obsessed with you, Lydia." My heart pounded. I moved away. "David, please leave. We are done, and there is nothing I can do about it. My heart belongs to someone else." I looked away, even though my heart said something else. I wasn't ready to break my walls for a man who betrayed years of my commitment to him. I was done.