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His Deadly Obsession Any emotions for me?
Hazel emerged from the washroom, her bathrobe draped around her as she sank onto the edge of the bed. Her mind buzzed with the weight of Francisco's words, the vulgar proposal echoing in her thoughts. With furrowed brows, she touched her forehead, grappling with the difficult decision looming before her.As she pondered her next move, her gaze turned steely as she fixed her stern eyes on the door, determination burning within her.Francisco, on the other side of the door in his own room, stepped out of the bathroom, water droplets glistening on his sculpted abs and cascading down his wet hair. Clad only in a towel wrapped around his lower body, he moved toward the bed where his clothes lay waiting. As he reached out to grab his night pajamas, a creak of the door drew his attention.Turning in surprise, Francisco's eyes widened as he beheld Hazel standing in the doorway, clad in her bathrobe.Francisco's raised eyebrows conveyed a mix of surprise and curiosity as he beheld Hazel standi
Last Updated : 2024-04-24His Deadly Obsession I know you did not hate my touch
Hazel's shock rendered her momentarily frozen as Francisco's kiss engulfed her with an intensity she hadn't anticipated. She attempted to push him away, but his hold on her was firm, his kiss deep and relentless.With one hand wrapped around her waist and the other gripping her neck, Francisco's embrace grew more possessive with each passing moment. Hazel's attempts to break free were futile against his overpowering strength, his kiss leaving her breathless and disoriented.Desperate to escape, Hazel pushed against Francisco's chest, but he only tightened his grip, consumed by a primal desire that drove him to madness. His lips left hers, trailing a path of fiery kisses along her neck, each touch igniting a spark of desire within her.Their breath mingled in the air, heavy with the heat of passion as Hazel struggled to regain her composure. But Francisco's hold on her only grew stronger, his hands enveloping her as if unwilling to let her slip away.Hazel's resistance waned as she fel
Last Updated : 2024-04-25His Deadly Obsession Why him?
Hazel's mind was in turmoil as she sought refuge in the solitude of the bathroom. With trembling hands, she locked the door behind her, desperate for a moment of respite from the chaos that consumed her.Collapsing onto the cold tile floor, Hazel cradled her head in her hands, her breaths coming in ragged gasps. She felt like a mess, her emotions raw and unfiltered as she struggled to make sense of the whirlwind of sensations that assaulted her."He..." Hazel uttered, her voice barely above a whisper, her words trailing off into the silence of the room.Summoning all her strength, Hazel stood up on shaky legs and turned on the shower, the sound of rushing water filling the room. Stepping beneath the stream, she allowed the coldness to wash over her, hoping to numb the pain that gnawed at her insides.The water cascaded down her body, soaking her bathrobe and revealing the contours of her figure beneath. Her nipples hardened against the fabric, a physical reminder of the tumultuous emot
Last Updated : 2024-04-26His Deadly Obsession Resign
The next morning, Francisco sat at the breakfast table, his usual calm demeanor belying the storm of emotions raging within him. But as he glanced around the room, he noticed Hazel's absence, her usual seat empty beside him. Concern furrowed his brow as he turned to Lily, the maid attending to their needs. "Where is she?" he inquired, his tone measured but tinged with worry. "Master, she said she was not hungry," Lily replied, her voice soft and deferential. Francisco's brows knit together in frustration. "So you just listen to what she said?" he questioned, his patience beginning to wear thin. Lily hesitated for a moment before responding, "No... she asked for some privacy too, sir." A heavy sigh escaped Francisco's lips as he processed the information. "Won't she come down as well?" he inquired, his voice tinged with concern. Lily lowered her gaze, her expression troubled. "I... I don't think so. She was not in a good mood," she admitted quietly. Francisco leaned back in his
Last Updated : 2024-04-28His Deadly Obsession Disguise?
Outside the Logan apartment, Rafael stood watchful, his keen eyes scanning the surroundings for any sign of movement. His gaze lingered on the entrance, where he spotted Logan, who seemed to have deviated from his usual routine of heading to the office. Rafael's instincts told him that Mr. Logan had likely caught wind of something significant.However, Rafael knew that he couldn't approach Logan directly, not with Francisco's men stationed outside the apartment, keeping a vigilant watch. Despite the risks, Rafael remained determined to find a way to gather information and potentially confront Logan about Hazel's predicament.Meanwhile, Robert, Rafael's trusted ally, approached him with coffee mugs, a gesture of camaraderie amidst the tense atmosphere. "What are you thinking?" Robert inquired, his voice laced with concern.Rafael accepted the mug gratefully, taking a sip before responding. "I should go there," he stated firmly, his resolve unwavering despite the dangers lurking nearby.
Last Updated : 2024-04-30His Deadly Obsession I came here to help
Logan's stern voice cut through the tension, demanding an answer. "Who are you?"Rafael felt the weight of Logan's suspicion bearing down on him. He searched for words to maintain his facade, but Logan's observation shattered his pretense."Your box has no sticker or logo of any company," Logan pointed out, his tone unyielding.With a heavy sigh, Rafael realized the charade was over. He reached up and removed his cap, along with the fake mustache, revealing his true identity. "Uncle!"As recognition dawned upon her, Doris's tone softened. "Rafael, it's you," she exclaimed, her eyes widening with realization.Sensing the need for privacy, Logan swiftly pulled the curtain shut, shielding them from prying eyes. With a sense of urgency, he turned to Rafael, his expression a mix of concern and curiosity. "Rafael, what is happening?" he demanded, his voice tinged with urgency."What happened to our daughter?" he asked, his voice trembling with emotion.Rafael said, "Uncle, it has a long stor
Last Updated : 2024-05-01His Deadly Obsession Invite them
Amidst the pulsating lights and thumping beats of Xero's club, Andrew and James found themselves immersed in a world of decadence and debauchery. Surrounded by business associates and fellow revelers, they sought solace in the haze of alcohol and the rhythm of the dance floor. But for Andrew, the allure of the club was not in the pursuit of pleasure or camaraderie. Instead, it served as a sanctuary for his simmering anger, a place to release the pent-up frustrations that gnawed at his soul. With a swift motion, he downed his drink in one gulp, slamming the glass onto the table with a forceful clang. "I just wanted to dance with her," Andrew seethed, his voice laced with bitterness and resentment. "But he... he forgets who I am." His words hung heavy in the air, a raw expression of the betrayal and rejection that had fueled his anger. With a clenched jaw and furrowed brow, he unleashed his frustrations upon the unsuspecting table, a physical manifestation of his simmering rage. Mean
Last Updated : 2024-05-04His Deadly Obsession Dad's message
In the hushed confines of Francisco's meeting room, the air hung heavy with tension as his phone vibrated incessantly, each buzz a silent intrusion on the proceedings. Despite the distraction, Francisco remained steadfast in his focus, his attention firmly fixed on the discussion at hand.But as the vibrations persisted, a ripple of unease spread among Francisco's assembled members, their eyes darting nervously from one to another. Sensing the growing discomfort, one member dared to speak up, his voice tentative amidst the palpable tension."Sir, I think someone is calling you," he ventured, his words a hesitant interruption in the midst of Francisco's discourse.Francisco's response was measured, his tone calm but tinged with a hint of impatience."So?" he replied, his gaze unwavering as he dismissed the interruption with a wave of his hand."It's my phone. I will receive it when I want."The member faltered under Francisco's gaze, unsure of how to proceed in the face of his boss's un
Last Updated : 2024-05-04
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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.
