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His Deadly Obsession You accept me
Francisco blinked his eyes slowly, trying to steady himself as he walked into the room. "A... Umm... It's okay. You don't have to take permission every time from me. After all, it's your mansion too," he stammered, his voice uncharacteristically uncertain.Hazel glanced at him and offered a slight smile before returning to tidying her clothes. Francisco bit his lower lip, feeling a mix of nervousness and desire. He watched her, his mind racing. Why was he so hesitant? He had longed for Hazel to accept him, and now that she had, his emotions were a tangled mess.He tugged at his sleeves, his nerves getting the best of him. He couldn't understand why he felt this way. He wanted nothing more than to kiss Hazel deeply, to hold her close, but something was holding him back. As he looked at her back, he took a deep breath, his resolve hardening.Francisco tightened his jaw, his eyes fixed on Hazel. In a sudden burst of determination, he moved towards her swiftly, closing the distance betwee
Last Updated : 2024-06-08His Deadly Obsession His words
Hazel finished her dinner before Francisco and retreated to the bedroom, her mind a whirlwind of thoughts. She had resolved to share the room with Francisco, but the uncertainty of the night ahead filled her with nervous anticipation. Would she be able to sleep next to him? Would he even let her sleep?She took a deep breath and opened her closet, deciding to change into something more comfortable. She made up her mind to use the night as an opportunity to learn more about his childhood. If he tried to get intimate, she planned to stop him and steer the conversation towards something less daunting.Just as she finished changing, she heard the door creak open. Francisco stepped inside, his presence filling the room. Hazel tightened her lips with nervousness but forced a smile, saying, “I thought you wouldn't sleep now.”Francisco raised his brows, his tone calm as he asked, “Why? Don’t you want me to come now?”Hazel tried to smile with a sound, saying, “No, it’s not like that. It’s ju
Last Updated : 2024-06-15His Deadly Obsession It's so real
Francisco's large palm moved slowly through Hazel's hair, their gazes locked, the room charged with anticipation. Hazel's heart raced, but she tried to steady herself, reminding herself she had to stay composed, to take the lead.She moved her head slightly on the pillow, her movements deliberate and alluring. "So, what if I don't give you permission?" she asked, her voice a mix of challenge and invitation.Francisco’s fingers continued to gently rub her scalp, his touch soothing yet electrifying. "Then I will only touch you," he replied, his voice deep and filled with longing.Hazel's eyes sparkled with mischief."What if I don't let you touch me either?"Francisco exhaled heavily, the sound a mixture of frustration and desire. "Then I will only watch you."A small smile played on Hazel's lips as she pressed them together, contemplating her next move. But Francisco's intense gaze caught her action, and he spoke out, "Don't do that.""Why?""It makes me hard," Francisco admitted, his
Last Updated : 2024-06-15His Deadly Obsession Demand
Next morning, Hazel opened her eyes slowly, yawning as she stretched. She was lying on Francisco’s chest, his arm cradling her head. As she shifted, she felt his palm resting on her belly. Hazel looked up at the ceiling, then turned to gaze at Francisco’s sleepy face.It was the first time she had seen him still asleep. He had really long lashes, and his expression was so serene, almost boyish. Hazel kept her eyes locked on him for a few minutes, a mixture of emotions churning inside her. She then slowly sat up on the bed, careful not to wake him. Francisco remained in deep sleep. Hazel couldn't tell if he was pretending or genuinely asleep.She glanced at the table where his phone lay. The urgency of the situation hit her — she needed access to his phone. Hazel turned back to Francisco, who still hadn't moved. She felt a surge of adrenaline as she inched closer to the phone, her hand trembling slightly. She reached out cautiously, her fingers just about to make contact with the phone
Last Updated : 2024-06-15His Deadly Obsession A devil can't be good
Francisco sat relaxed in his chair, legs crossed, touching his forehead as if pondering his next move. In front of him knelt a mid-aged man, hands and mouth bound, his eyes pleading and desperate. Max stood beside the man, his hands smeared with blood from the recent beating."He sneaked," Max muttered, loading his gun. "Francisco, he’s an informer, I guess."Francisco's eyes narrowed, a cold glint flashing in them. Max raised his hand to slap the man again, but Francisco intervened."Stop!" he commanded, his voice calm but firm."Untie his mouth."Max complied, and the man gasped for air once his gag was removed."I didn’t do anything. I just sneaked here out of curiosity," he stammered."But, you saw a lot of things," Francisco remarked, his tone casual yet menacing."Yes, I agree I did. But I won’t tell anyone about it. I swear," the man pleaded, his voice trembling.Francisco sighed and rose to his feet."Though we didn't find anything from you, I don’t think we need to kill you,"
Last Updated : 2024-06-15His Deadly Obsession To bathe with me
Hazel looked at herself in the mirror, adjusting the sleek black gown that clung to her figure with a smooth, flattering silhouette. The ruffled sleeves and sweetheart neckline added a touch of elegance, while the skirt flowed into a soft mermaid shape, finishing with a full-length hem. The gown was stunning, but she couldn't help but notice that her closet was dominated by black dresses, a reflection of her current state of mind.She made a loose bun with her hair, leaving a few strands untied to frame her face. Taking a deep breath, she looked at herself critically.She sprayed a light aroma on her neck and wrists, the familiar scent calming her nerves. She glanced at the clock and noted that they were running late. Francisco, known for his punctuality, was not yet back, which worried her slightly.Her thoughts drifted to her father’s call. He mentioned a plan for next Friday.She knew what he was hinting at: she needed to get her hands on Francisco's phone to disable the surroundin
Last Updated : 2024-06-15His Deadly Obsession Permission
Francisco's hands moved with tender confidence as they traced the curve of Hazel's waist. Their eyes were locked in an intense gaze, each breath they took syncing with the other's. Hazel's fingers danced down Francisco's chest, pausing at his belt."It's bursting," she whispered, her voice a soft caress.Francisco's fingers continued their gentle exploration, his voice a husky murmur, "Shouldn't it?""Doesn't a gentleman have it?"Hazel looked at him; his side face was so sharp, as well the jaw-line. Slowly her gaze moved from her lips to his apple bone, then his nipples, slowly on his abs.Hazel tilted her head slightly, a playful smile tugging at her lips.With a playful tug on his belt, Hazel led Francisco into the bathroom. The Thai glass door slid shut behind them.Francisco's phone, abandoned on the dresser, vibrated incessantly.At Andrew's party, Max checked his watch for the umpteenth time, irritation etched on his face. Francisco had assured him he would be late, but over th
Last Updated : 2024-06-17His Deadly Obsession I am dreaming of a family with you
Hazel traced her fingers on Francisco's back, feeling the heat of his skin and the texture of his tattoo. His gentleness contrasted with the depth of his every push, and Hazel couldn't hold back her moans.With a trembling hand, she held Francisco's face, her other arm wrapping around his neck. Francisco kissed her palm tenderly as Hazel cupped his cheek. Each thrust drove Hazel to clutch him tighter, her body responding instinctively.Francisco, sensing her mounting desire, buried his head in her neck. "If it hurts, say it, honey," he murmured, his breath hot against her ear.Hazel bit her lower lip, her thoughts a whirlwind of conflicting desires. 'I want it rough, but this isn't bad either,' she mused, her fingers tangling in his hair. 'You shouldn’t have to be this good.''Am I starting to like it?' she wondered, feeling the intense pleasure building within her. 'Indeed, yes, I’m not just liking it — I’m loving it.'Embracing her true desires, Hazel bit his ear lightly, drawin
Last Updated : 2024-06-17
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His Deadly Obsession Save her
It had been hours, the room pulsed with dim red and blue lights, an eerie ambiance that cloaked its sinister purpose. The heavy scent of leather, sweat, and stale perfume filled the air. On the floor, Hazel knelt, bound and blindfolded. Her wrists were shackled with cold steel chains, the metal biting into her skin as she trembled.She was clad in tight lace lingerie, her body exposed and vulnerable.Her breaths came in short, ragged gasps, her head drooping as if the strength to resist had long since left her. The collar around her neck tugged slightly as the man looming over her adjusted the leash. Hazel whimpered softly, her voice breaking the unsettling silence.She whimpered as the sting of the whip bit into her back again.“Um…” Her voice was faint, a mixture of pain and helplessness.The man, his face hidden behind an eye mask, grinned maliciously. His big belly heaved as he leaned closer, his hand brushing against her thigh. “How does it feel to play, darling?” he hissed, his
His Deadly Obsession I want this area empty, right now
Max nodded, his gaze steady despite the weight of the situation. Ignoring Dimitri’s sly remarks, he turned his attention to Francisco. “Francisco,” he said firmly, signaling discreetly for him to step aside.Francisco’s sharp eyes narrowed slightly, scanning Max’s expression. Something wasn’t right.Dimitri, ever the provocateur, interrupted with a smirk. “What’s this? Is everything alright, Max?”Max forced a tight smile, keeping his tone neutral. “Yes. It’s a personal matter.”Dimitri raised an eyebrow, feigning concern. “Ah, I see. For a moment, I thought my important guests weren’t being looked after properly.”Max’s lips curved into a quick, thin smile. “It’s your party, Dimitri. There’s no way it could flop.”Before Dimitri could respond, Max turned back to Francisco, his urgency thinly veiled. “Francisco, we need you. Right now.”Francisco’s piercing gaze lingered on Max for a moment, searching for answers in his eyes. Sensing the gravity of the situation, he rose from his se
His Deadly Obsession We have to find her
Francisco’s jaw clenched as his phone buzzed again, Arthur’s name flashing on the screen. He let out a slow, deliberate breath, trying to mask the turmoil building within. The room was silent except for the faint rustle of papers and the occasional clink of glasses.Dimitri leaned back in his chair, his sharp eyes glinting with amusement as he lightly touched his lips with his thumb. He observed Francisco with a predatory curiosity, savoring the rare moment of tension in the usually unflappable man.“What happened, Francisco?” Dimitri finally broke the silence, his voice calm but laden with intrigue.Francisco’s gaze flicked at him, sharp but unreadable. Before he could respond, James interjected with a smirk, “You’re not the old Francisco anymore, are you?”Dimitri chuckled softly. “Perhaps Hazel is responsible for that change.”The room’s atmosphere shifted, charged with unspoken truths. Francisco rubbed his forehead, his frustration evident, but he didn’t rise to their bait. Instea
His Deadly Obsession Party (VI)
Hazel swayed unsteadily as the girl held her arm firmly. “Are you okay?” the girl asked, her voice soft but laced with concern.Hazel pressed her lips together, nodding weakly. “Yes… I’m fine,” she muttered, but her words lacked conviction. She tried to focus her vision, but everything was still blurry. Her head throbbed, and her body felt uncomfortably warm.“I don’t know… I’m just—” Hazel murmured, glancing at the girl who was helping her. She couldn’t make out her face clearly in the haze of her drugged state, but her touch felt steady.“You’ll be fine,” the girl said soothingly. “Let’s get you out of this dress. It’s too tight—it’s not helping.”Hazel didn’t respond. She felt aware enough to understand the situation but too disoriented to resist or make decisions. Her mind spun with the realization that she must have been drugged, and the heat coursing through her body only confirmed her suspicion.The girl carefully worked to change Hazel’s dress. Hazel felt a cool breeze agai
His Deadly Obsession Party (V)
Hazel sat on the barstool, her frustration palpable as she tapped her nails lightly on the counter. Her voice was low but sharp as she asked the bartender for a drink, not caring what it was. She couldn’t suppress the anger and despair bubbling inside her. Francisco had taken everything—her freedom, her choices, her dignity—and left her trapped in a life she never wanted.The glass of beer arrived, and Hazel absently twirled her finger along its rim. Her thoughts spiraled as she stared into the amber liquid. Once, she had stood tall as a detective, a servant of justice. Now, she was no better than a prisoner, bound to a man whose world revolved around power and crime.She finished the drink in one swift gulp, the bitterness burning her throat. "Another, pig," she muttered, her words dripping with venom. The bartender narrowed his eyes but complied, sliding another glass toward her with a wary glance.As she lifted the second drink to her lips, a familiar voice interrupted her."Ma’am,
His Deadly Obsession Party (IV)
The room fell silent again, the tension thick enough to cut with a knife. Dimitri, unbothered by Hazel’s sharp retort, simply smiled at her, his composure as smooth as the wine he swirled in his glass.“Ah, then it must be the sweetest regret for you,” Dimitri said, taking a sip of his drink. His voice carried a mocking lilt. “Just imagine—you’re sleeping with one of us every night.”Hazel’s expression hardened, her face a mask of controlled fury.Dimitri leaned back in his chair, sneering, “How helpless you are. Isn’t it fascinating?”The words struck a nerve, driving home the oppressive reality of her situation. Dimitri had skillfully highlighted her vulnerability, reminding her of the sheer powerlessness she felt among people who thrived on corruption and violence. Hazel could feel the weight of every eye on her, and the humiliation was almost unbearable.Without a word, she yanked her hand free from Francisco’s grip. Her voice was firm, yet laced with barely concealed frustration,
His Deadly Obsession Party (III)
Francisco didn’t react immediately. His sharp gaze fixed on Dimitri’s hand for a long moment, as if calculating every possible outcome of this exchange. Then, finally, he reached out and clasped Dimitri’s hand in his own. The handshake was firm, neither man willing to back down, their locked hands a silent battle of wills.“I am sorry for my unprofessional attitude,” Dimitri said smoothly, his tone carrying a hint of insincerity as their hands finally parted. His smirk never wavered."So, how are you?" Dimitri asked, his voice light, though his eyes glinted with something sharper. "How’s life been treating you all these years?"Francisco pressed his lips together briefly, raising his brows in acknowledgment before answering curtly. "It’s going well."Dimitri nodded, his smile remaining as he leaned forward slightly, folding his arms.“I see,” he said, his voice casual, though the room seemed to tighten around his words.“Yeah, normally it would be good. After all, you’ve been... killi
His Deadly Obsession Party (II)
They soon reached a secluded area where several high-ranking clan members were gathered around a grand table, each one deep in conversation. James, Lilith, and Ron—son of the Wolf Clan boss—sat among them, each turning their attention as Francisco and Hazel approached. The atmosphere here was different; there was a tension woven into the room’s decor and the careful way everyone held themselves. Conversations halted momentarily, eyes shifting toward them with mixed expressions.Francisco’s gaze swept over the group, searching. He noted familiar faces, but one key figure was missing.Dimitri!The room fell silent as Francisco and Hazel stepped into the circle. The clan members’ conversations came to an abrupt halt, their gazes shifting toward the pair.Francisco eased into a seat on the plush couch, pulling Hazel down beside him. His expression was calm, but Hazel could feel the undercurrent of tension in his movements.Lilith, seated nearby, took a sharp breath, her face hardening. He
His Deadly Obsession Party (I)
Without a word, Hazel opened the car door and slid inside, leaving the two men standing in a charged silence. Francisco took a slow step closer to Arthur, his gaze flicking to the car window where Hazel sat, her eyes cast elsewhere. Then he turned back to Arthur, his tone low and deliberate.“Arthur,” he said quietly, “I trust you’ll remember your boundaries.”The statement was calm, almost conversational, but laced with an unmistakable edge.Arthur swallowed, feeling the weight of Francisco’s gaze.“Boss, I…” He stammered, struggling to explain, though he knew words wouldn’t change what Francisco had seen.Francisco’s gaze sharpened.“I saw everything, Arthur. Now consider, what if it happens again next time, then?”His tone was laced with an unspoken warning, leaving no room for misinterpretation.Arthur’s throat went dry, and he forced himself to respond.“I… understand, sir. And if there’s any punishment…”He hesitated, glancing up briefly before returning his eyes to the ground.
