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HIS BROKEN OBSESSION INSANELY ABNORMAL
Marianne “Imagine how dull your life would have been without me adding this little trauma.” He smirked happily, thinking that he was doing me some good righteously. His midnight orbs cast straight on me and compare to his height that tower over mine, I felt like a little squeaky mouse, loosely my hands wrapped around his neck, as I stood on my toes. Smoothly, his own hands came to make contact with mine and he subtlely bent to catch my ears in-between his teeth, playing with the soft flesh. Painfully, I yelp, crouching the expression on my face which hung with discomfort when he gently nibbled into my ears. Having the need to retreat my hands back, Ezekiel firmly clasped my hands, and I heard his voice lacing close to my ears. “Help me tie the necktie, darling, and stop causing unnecessary actions when you should be putting those hands of yours into good use.”What nonsense does he think his blabbering about? Did he turn into a carnivorous beast overnight, who now chews on peopl
HIS BROKEN OBSESSION HIS LITTLE PET
Marianne Eagerly I kept my eyes on her and right now she looked out of place. Such a big fuss about a garden, I thought. “Go back to your room and you dare not step out until sir comes back.” She strictly ordered, peeling her hands off me. I went back to my room; I sat on the balcony, getting unreasonably lost in my thoughts. The reason behind her panic over me cleaning the garden is something that I would like to understand. Never once did I ever conclude that I would be trapped in a castle with a beast just like the story which was bit related to mine. When a maid knocked on the door with the intention of bringing my meal. A very tempting and potential idea struck my brain. I took in everything Ezekiel was doing to me with a hint of protest and what if, for a change in time; I fought back? It's never my intention to stay here. And if I even dreamt of leaving this sick place in one piece, I would have to learn how to stand up for myself than taking all his abusive treatmen
HIS BROKEN OBSESSION VISITING HIS OLD PAST
Marianne With promptness and a harsh manner, I forcefully bang on his chest, desperately wiggling and dangling in an attempt to persuade him to release his grip and set me down, as the lack of air begins to choke me. The only thing I wanted right now was for the man to drop me down. He effortlessly caged me in his embrace, and my little struggle caused no effect retaining on him. I even resorted to screaming when he took the lock out strolling out from the room. My actions might not have hurt him, but it did get him immensely annoyed and I heard his warning ringing bells in the cold large hall. “If you move again, I will drop you down and have you rolling down the stairs.” It seemed like his intoxicated state had aimlessly disappeared. He wasn't joking with his words. Calmness submerged me almost immediately, and I bit my lips, knowing well that he wasn’t a type to bluff around. Still caged by his strong and protective arms, he carried me outside, only to stuff me inside the car
HIS BROKEN OBSESSION GONE INSANE
Ezekiel The white sheets partly covered half of the woman who laid motionless on the bed with her eyes shut, but her grip on the bed was prominent that it was hard to ignore and it posed curious questions further. Marianne pupils dilated and her bruised knuckles stretch out throbbing the veins from her delicate fair wrist. With her eyes closed, she looked paralyzed and pitiful that my jaw locked in hardness. This was the perfect state I wanted to have her in, to ride my madness and obsession deep into her soul and, if possible, inflict my hold on her. I stood at the feet of the bed, looking at her with my expression blank. Her condition could not bring me to feel the slightest hint of remorse and suddenly she yelled, cutting my haze of thought. “Don’t Leave… Me! Please Ezekiel, I’m pleading I don’t want to stay here take me back with you.” Her pleading cries stain that beautiful face of hers. Her subconscious wailing tightened my heart. My cold pair of eyes watch her like a
HIS BROKEN OBSESSION HER PAIN, HIS SOLACE
Ezekiel I found myself situated in the center of the car, with my trousers unfastened, while the girl stared at me with intense focus, as if I were a predatory creature. I drew her closer, going behind her ears to whisper. “I promise it won’t bite. Just hold it firmly around your hands.” I coated, urging her to take up my member. Since she was kin on playing this insanity game of her’s I could use this limelight to push her into doing whatever I see fit. Thinking that I was finally having her hanging inside my thick web of lies, she inched wanting to touch it however Marianne only poked it again with her forefinger and my crock reacted to the touch, stretching out and I felt a line drawing on my face. If we should continue at this pace, I would end up banging her head against the car from outrage. Hesitantly, I ripped the zip back on to settle into a more comfortable position. The girl fluttered her long lashes at me, her teeth still trapped in her bottom lip, and callously she
HIS BROKEN OBSESSION TORMENTING HER INNOCENCE
Marianne ~Trigger warning~ “Help.” “Help.” “Help.” I mumble. My eyes squinted open, my eyebrows sunk with the little source of light that penetrated through the window. It became blurry and dark that I could barely catch sight of anything. Three days inside this room became an unbearable nightmare that my hopes of escaping went through the window. The weakness due to the effect of starvation. I could only lie on the ground helplessly, begging for whoever cared to listen to let me out. I became trapped and caged with the realization that my plan that I cooked up got me nowhere. He knew that I won’t last long in this room, which was the reason he chained me up in the fatal position. Whipped with cold and hunger which hit me on the first day that the door was shut close, I became a crying and begging fallacy of myself. My yearning to get out drained down the hole and slowly I could feel the senses that there was no escape from the hell and I was trapped here for eternity. I w
HIS BROKEN OBSESSION PURE AND UNTAINTED
Marianne. The man’s eyebrow crinkled with mere surprised and disbelief clouded his grey eyes that stroke me in the cold night. Locking me in his enchanted magnetic eyes. He uttered, the strength of his voice collapsed in my heart, making my already rattled heart messy. “Hermosa.” He pronounced, trapping me in his gray orbs. I licked my lips, getting truly worried, and before I could put my thoughts, I heard him chime. “What are you doing here late at night and that on the road?” Only if he knew that I would prefer to sleep on the streets, then go back to that cage. My toes gripped to the ground, racing my eyes back, and I parted my mouth to say. “Can you help me?” I leaned, hopefully if I can get a lift from him half of my problems would be solved. He gave an enchanting smile in response to my question, and I didn’t give another thought before jumping into the car. Desperate times call for desperate measures. “Hermosa, what happened to you? I reached the hospital, and I w
HIS BROKEN OBSESSION I WANT TO TREAT YOU BETTER
Marianne With my cheeks firmly held by him, I could feel the soft heat emanating from him. Unfortunately, it was unable to alleviate the fear that resided in my chest and was strongly reflected in my eyes. He repeatedly asked again, this time in a more low and cozy tone amicable to the silent Ezekiel. “Hermosa…” I pushed his hands off me, feeling disgusted and shuddering in cold hard fear slipping into my tongue because Ezekiel remained at a standstill and I knew it won’t be long before the ticking bomb would explode. Taking three steps back, with cold-blood draining deep on my face which resonates at a fast pace that the man wanted to grab me again, but I stretched out my hands halting his movements. Cold with an emotionless humor, I phased chewing my cheeks, which pain engulfed from. “Please leave.” A slight pleading attached monetary to my words. The tension would intensify, causing a fatal outcome for him, as Ezekiel's calm and composed demeanor makes it impossible to p
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HIS BROKEN OBSESSION When A Man Is In Love
Clothes scattered across the ground, messy to the state that you don’t have to think hard to comprehend what happened. Tailing upwards the blanket was messy and it was barely covering their bodies, and underneath laid Marianne who was slowly stirring out of sleep with her head which swayed with heaviness. “Ahh….” She shot her hands to her head which felt like it was about bursting with pain. However everything around her soon escaped her hazing view that it was when she felt a bit subconscious of her environment did she click her head feeling something amidst.She couldn’t pick what was wrong, until her eyes were trapped onto someone and her eyes slowly filled itself with rampaging fear that hooked on the tip of her throat, feeling the fucking fears crawling its way into her spine.Horror-struck, she couldn’t say a word and motionlessly stared at the man who laid beside her, his grey eyes closed and his appearance wasn’t in a presentable state.He was naked, and at the thought of it
HIS BROKEN OBSESSION What Shouldn't Have Happened
Both men shook hands and subconsciously it had Marianne’s stomach rumble with wary because knowing Xander he spelt nothing but trouble to things attached towards her.She knew that what she was currently doing, which included hanging out with Easton wasn’t right because Ezekiel would definitely go berserk when he find outs, which was enough reason to keep her distance away from Xander.“So I’m curious, how did you both meet and how were you able to convince sweetest Marianne to go out on a date with you, oops…. I meant party.” Quickly Xander gave an apologetic expression that Marianne could swear that it wasn’t one bit genuine.Easton turned quite intrude with the man and his bright personality. He answered. “Well we met during a party and since then we became friends, so judging from the fact that we’re friends it wasn’t that hard to convince her to attend.” Attentively, Xander shook his head. He picked up a glass of wine when a waiter passed by and he took a sip were quickly Marian
HIS BROKEN OBSESSION friends, family and foes
“Wow Marianne, where did you know this person? This gown cost more than $30,000 and it’s from a famous brand, too.” Angel gasped at the expensive dress adorn with shiny stones. The dark blue dinner dress with a low neckline and a fitted tight waist, tiny ropes laced the back down to the waist, which would enhance the hips of the person wearing it. It was differently a stunner and most definitely expensive. Marianne held the same drop of a stunning expression, her eyes tightly fixed on the dress. He wasn’t joking when he said that he would get her the most beautiful dress he could lay his hands on. Temporarily short of speech, Marianne could only goggle at the masterpiece. Angel sighed, shaking her head, and spoke. “Did he say what kind of party you will be attending? Because from the look of this dress, it's definitely not an ordinary party.” A total number of four days had passed. Living these four days was probably one of the most peaceful days of her life. After the accident of
HIS BROKEN OBSESSION CRAWLING PAST
Her screams echoed loudly, only to be trapped with the roaring noise booming in the bar. Tears stained her face and fear apprehended her entire being, her breathing harsh. Ezekiel kept his fingers inside of her, feeling the warmness brewing from her sweet hole. He couldn’t understand the reason why he was suddenly attracted to her when there was nothing special about her. She was just like any ordinary Italian girls which he had fucked. Jerry piled out a little laughter. “hehe, I see Mr. Quinns is really interested in her. Why don’t you take one of the upstairs room?” He grin. Beth made an attempt at controlling her tears and her body tried clambering down from the sin of the man’s fingers. Her teary eyes snapped at Ezekiel’s voice, which were based on her eyes, making her breathing reach the sky. He fixed his eyes on her face before reaching that of Jerry’s. He worded. “Take her to my room, get her tied up. I think I will be playing with this one a little.” “Yes, yes, of cour
HIS BROKEN OBSESSION STRAIGHTEN HER AT HIS WILL
Digging her nails into her palms, she gritted her teeth, and she promptly took sharp breaths. She found his eyes as he stared at her with intensity. His manly scent whipped in her nose as his body leaned close to her. She shouldn’t get herself entangled with another person. “I’m sorry if you felt my actions were aiming at that direction. I’m merely worried about you. That’s all, trust me.” His words held sincerity reaching his grey eyes, but for Marianne, it was hard to trust another man. She tightened a smile on her face, burning the dangerous energy. “I’m sorry my emotions got a little out.” She cleared her throat awkwardly. Her head was just a few inches from touching his chest, and he was quick to move back. She pointed out. “I will be taking my leave.” Her job here was done. And she heard Easton’s voice toning out. “Let me drop you off.” He proposed, hoping that she would agree. “No.. No, it’s fine. I don’t want to disturb you again.” she had disrupted his work, and s
HIS BROKEN OBSESSION MEETING HIM AGAIN
Staring at her reflecting face in the mirror, she slowly combed her hair, her eyes hooding with dark circles, puffing with redness, signifying that she didn’t have a wink of sleep throughout the entire night. With a gentle motion, Marianne placed the brush down and found herself unable to tear her eyes away from her own face. No expression ran on her face, but her eyes dripped in dullness and void from life, just like every morning she woke up in that room, in his house. She thought that coming back home would relief her heart, will take down all the weight hanging in her chest, but everything just felt the same probably worst. Her eyes trembled, forcing herself to smile at the mirror. Marianne walked out with a blue jeans and white top, her hair tied in a ponytail over a cap, and she hugged her little bag, when she sighted her mother, packing the untouched food from last night. Since she didn't want to engage in any early morning arguments with anyone, her intention was to le
HIS BROKEN OBSESSION REFLECTING PAINS AND ANGER
Marianne smiled through her tears. The plain white lie lightened the woman’s heart, and it was enough to see. “Really, he let you go. Oh thank the heavens, I can’t begin to imagine what you might have passed through in his hands.” Her words were only the shred of what Marianne had gone through. She held her mother’s hands, trying her best to maintain the smile that threatened to fall from her trembling lips. “Everything is fine now. It’s all behind us, and let’s look at the days ahead.” Marianne looked around the place before looking back at her to ask. “Where Erin? Is she not home?” Eveline sniffed. “She went out with her friends. Why don’t you go up and refresh yourself? Your room is the second one to the right.” Marianne flickered the switch, and the room glowed up, her eyes recklessly scanned the room, looking at things here and there, even though the place was completely different it still held a little familiarity, her things were properly arranged and she felt like tear
HIS BROKEN OBSESSION FEAR OF A MOTHER
Or that he killed his sister. The words echoed in Marianne’s head repeatedly that she could swear that her mind was trying hard to digest what the woman said. She was his mother. Marianne became puzzled as to why she would say something like that. It is true that she is aware of Ezekiel's capability to end someone's life, but to kill his own sister... She paused her thoughts when a familiar scene played in her eyes. And then came a taunting voice. You saw what he did to his own biological father, so what difference does it make between a father and sister? Mrs. Quinn’s lips materialized a dirty grin smirk, “He killed her, his soil his hands with her blood and his doing the same with his father, what kind of psychopath refuses to allow his father undergo a surgery that would save his life.” Ezekiel, the name chanted in her head. In a sudden gesture, Mrs. Quinns reached out and gently grasped Marianne's hands, causing the startled girl to look at her with a mix of wariness and long
HIS BROKEN OBSESSION TRUTH IN LIME LIGHT
Marianne’s face folded with horribleness, her fingers trembling as she felt her heart arching. She stared at the woman again and subconsciously swallowed. Bella, who had no clue why Marianne appeared pale, gently reached out for Marianne's fingers, covering them with her own, and proceeded to ask her with a delicate frown, slowly. “Are…you.” Suddenly Marianne spurred up, forcing the woman’s voice to halt, her eyes finding Marianne. Marianne, in a state of panic, swiftly approached Bella and hastily took back the plastic bag, expressing her apologies. She then abruptly turned and stormed away from the woman. Marianne's fear was evident as her face radiated with terror, causing her to lose concentration. Overwhelmed, she leaned against the wall, clutching her chest, while beads of sweat trickled down her skin. The air around her seemed to intensify the heat, creating a stifling sensation within her body. Marianne extended her arm towards the water dispenser, grasping for it, and t
