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Possessive Obsession petal's pov The room was dimly lit, the glow from the chandelier above casting golden reflections across the dark wooden floor. The tension between us was thick, suffocating. My heartbeat pounded in my ears, and every fiber of my body screamed for me to run—but I couldn’t. Not when his iron grip was locked around my wrist, bruising my skin as he pulled me close. His lips brushed against my ear, his breath warm yet laced with a chilling intensity. "When I tell you to behave, I mean it," Sebastian murmured, his voice dangerously low. I swallowed the lump forming in my throat, my body tensing against his. My hands balled into fists at my sides as I looked up at him, my anger bubbling to the surface. "What have I done now?" I demanded, my voice sharp with defiance. His smirk faded. The playful cruelty in his expression disappeared, replaced by something darker, something more terrifying. His fingers moved to my chin, forcing me to look up at him. His touch was
Last Updated : 2023-07-06Sebastian's Obsession 39
petal's pov Twisted Obsession His eyes darkened with something almost primal as he grabbed my chin, forcing me to look up at him. His grip was firm, demanding control, his touch burning into my skin like a silent warning. "You’re playing with fire," he murmured, his deep voice sending a shiver down my spine. I swallowed hard, but I refused to look away. If he thought I would cower, he was wrong. "Then let me burn," I shot back, my voice steady despite the erratic pounding of my heart. His lips curled into a slow, dangerous smirk. He leaned in, his breath fanning over my lips as he whispered, "Oh, you will, little flower. You have no idea what you've just started." The air between us crackled with tension, thick and suffocating. A war of wills. A battle for control. Then suddenly—he let me go. Relief flooded through me, but it was short-lived. Before I could take a single step, he struck like a predator, his hands gripping my waist as he threw me onto the bed with a force that
Last Updated : 2023-07-06Sebastian's Obsession 40
petal's pov Trapped in His World I lay there, my breath uneven, my mind struggling to process everything that had just happened. My torn dress clung to me, the fabric barely covering my trembling body. The room was dimly lit, casting long shadows on the walls, and the air was thick with his scent—intoxicating, suffocating. Sebastian rose above me, his figure imposing as he looked down at me with unreadable eyes. Then, without a word, he gestured for me to stand. My body ached, my pride shattered, but I obeyed. I had no choice. I clutched the torn edges of my dress tightly, and placed my hand on my chest to at least protect my dignity, my fingers digging into the ruined fabric as I followed him. He walked toward a door, his movements slow and deliberate, as if he expected me to hesitate. And I did. Something inside me screamed to run, to escape. But where would I go? I was trapped in his world. As we walked deeper into his domain, realization struck me like a cold blade—I had no
Last Updated : 2023-07-08Sebastian's Obsession 41
Bound by Obsession Petal’s POV The air between us was thick with tension, a mix of something dark and unspoken. As I stepped out of the walk-in closet, clutching my shoes, I found Sebastian standing in the middle of the room, staring at me. His piercing gaze held something unreadable, something possessive. His eyes roamed over my body, taking in every inch of me with an intensity that sent a shiver down my spine. "What’s with the staring all the time?" I murmured inwardly, feeling my heartbeat quicken. Just when I thought he would look away, he started walking toward me. Instinctively, I stepped back, but he didn’t stop. Each step he took, I took one back. A silent predator and his prey. My back hit the cold, unforgiving wall, and I knew I was trapped. His presence loomed over me, consuming all the space around me. He was close. Too close. An inch apart. I gasped, my grip on my shoes loosening. Before they could hit the ground, Sebastian’s hands moved swiftly, catching them
Last Updated : 2023-07-10Sebastian's Obsession 42
Petal’s POV The moment I stepped toward our table, my mother’s eyes scanned me from head to toe, her brows furrowing in concern. “Petal, what happened? Why are you wearing this dress?” she questioned, her voice laced with both worry and confusion. Before I could respond, Samy turned toward me, her wide eyes filled with curiosity. “Yeah, Petal, what’s going on? I thought you were wearing that other dress.” I forced a small smile, gripping the fabric of the gown as if holding onto my resolve. “Calm down, Mom. Samy, you too. It’s just that when I was heading to the washroom, a waiter bumped into me, and drinks got spilled all over my dress. Rebekah Aunt—” I paused, glancing at my mother’s expression, “—Sebastian’s mom, she was there when it happened. She took me with her and made me wear this dress.” I lied. Again. This jerk was making me lie to my own family. I hated it, but what choice did I have? I couldn’t tell them the truth—about the way Sebastian had claimed me in his own twi
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Petal's POV As I focused on my plate, trying to ignore his piercing gaze, I continued to eat, deliberately avoiding any eye contact. The atmosphere around the dining table was warm, my family engaged in pleasant conversation, but I felt anything but comfortable. The air around me felt heavy, suffocating, as if I was trapped in an invisible cage. Then, suddenly, I felt it—a firm hand resting on my thigh. My entire body tensed. My fingers froze around the fork, and before I could react, his hand moved, fingers tracing slow, deliberate circles against the fabric of my dress. A jolt of shock shot through me, my stomach tightening in unease. I choked on my food, coughing violently as my throat burned from the unexpected obstruction. My mother, ever so caring, reached out in concern. “Petal, are you okay? Have some water,” she said, her voice filled with worry. I grabbed the glass of water and took a sip, nodding hastily. “Yes, I’m fine, Mom,” I managed to say, my voice slightly shaky. B
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petal's pov Sebastian wasted no time. He grabbed my hand in his, his grip firm and unyielding, and pulled me to my feet. My pulse spiked, panic settling deep in my bones as he led me toward the dance floor. My feet felt like they were dragging against the ground, every step closer to him feeling like a step toward my doom. The moment we reached the dance floor, the lights dimmed, and the slow, sensual melody of a song filled the air. He turned to me, his dark, predatory eyes gleaming in the dim light. Without warning, he pulled me flush against his chest, one hand pressing against the small of my back, the other taking my hand in a possessive grip. I stiffened in his hold, feeling the undeniable strength in his embrace. His breath was warm against my temple as he leaned in slightly. "Relax," he murmured, but it didn’t feel like a request. It was an order. He placed his left hand on my waist, fingers pressing into my skin as if he were branding me. His grip was both protective and t
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petal's pov After our dance. I bowed slightly, a polite gesture, masking the turmoil brewing inside me. The audience clapped, some cheering, some whispering amongst themselves. But I barely heard them. All I could feel was the weight of Sebastian’s gaze on me, the way his thumb brushed against my skin, sending a trail of heat through my veins. “You danced well,” he murmured, his voice laced with something unreadable. he was still holding my hand even after our dance ended. I swallowed, unsure of how to respond. Instead, I focused on my breathing, on steadying my erratic heartbeat. My skin still burned from his touch, but I refused to let him see how he affected me. Then I noticed his smirk—not at me, but at Lucas. And it clicked. 'Bastard, took revenge because I danced with Lucas,' I thought bitterly. Rage ignited within me, and before I could stop myself, I pressed against the wound on his back hand where I stabbed the fork earlier. He winced in pain, his expression twisting in
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Petal’s POVWarning: a little bit of violence ahead. Read at your own risk.I slept in his hold because I didn’t have a choice.The night had felt endless, filled with silent tension and the weight of unspoken fears. His arm wrapped around my stomach like a steel band, his other hand resting beneath my head, cushioning it like a trap disguised in comfort. He lay so close, his presence swallowing all the air between us. I felt like I was buried under him—his possessiveness, his scent, his heat.The morning light trickled through the curtains, soft but intrusive, nudging me from a shallow, restless sleep. My eyes fluttered open, the dull ache in my chest awakening with me. I barely slept last night. I didn’t even remember when I drifted off. My body had simply given up, surrendering to exhaustion.His arm still lay heavily on me. I shifted slightly, attempting to slide out from under it.He groaned—a low, annoyed sound rumbling from his chest.I paused, my breath hitching, before trying
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Chapter: Fractured Glass“Now be a good girl, go get freshened up. I’ll make you some hot chocolate,” Sebastian said, standing up from the sofa with me in his arms like I weighed nothing. His grip was firm but not painful now, and that scared me more. I didn’t trust this softness. It felt like the silence before a storm.As he carried me upstairs, my body was rigid in his arms. My face was tear-streaked, my lips trembling, but I refused to cry again in front of him. I hated myself for that—how he reduced me to this broken thing that sniffled in silence.The door to his room was already open. He entered without hesitation, like this was normal, like dragging someone into a personal hell was routine. He walked to the bathroom and placed me on the cold tiled floor.“Get freshened up,” he said quietly, closing the door behind him with a click.I stood there for a moment, unable to move. The light above the mirror flickered once, then steadied. Slowly, I looked at myself.A hollow shell st
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His Possession “You’ve been mine from the moment I laid eyes on you,” he replied. “You just haven’t realized it yet.” There it was. The truth behind his madness. His obsession wasn’t love. It was domination disguised as desire. He held me there a little longer, not moving, just holding. Not speaking. His breathing deepened. So did mine. In that moment, I didn’t know if I hated him or feared him—or something worse… if I understood him. But one thing was clear. This wasn’t over. Not by a long shot. I don't like how he dominates me. I struggled on his lap. "Stop struggling, flower. You can’t escape punishment." Sebastian’s voice was dangerously calm, but his grip told a different story. His fingers dug into the soft flesh of my thighs and wrists like vices, his body hovering over mine with a terrifying dominance that stole the breath from my lungs. I gasped, fighting against the tears already welling up in my eyes. I kicked, twisted, tried to slip away from his suffocating gr
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Petal’s POVSebastian moved from kneeling on the floor to the sofa across from me. The room was wrapped in silence thick enough to choke on. Only the faint humming of the city beyond the glass walls echoed in the distance.I pushed myself up from where I’d landed moments ago, the bruising on my pride deeper than anywhere else. He hadn’t said a word since placing me here. And now, he just sat—like a king on a throne—watching me with unsettling intensity.Then he spoke.“Get on my lap. Now. On your stomach.”I blinked.For a moment, I thought I misheard. There was no way he just said that. My mind scrambled for reason.“Sorry?” I asked, hoping for clarification. Hoping I was wrong.His voice came sharper, louder. “I said get on my lap. Now!”I flinched at the force behind his tone. My breath hitched. My heart was pounding—not from fear, exactly—but from the sheer nerve of him. My ears were ringing. Rage started building from the pit of my stomach, climbing up like wildfire in my throat.
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petal's povWe moved to the parking lot in silence. He didn’t say a word, and I didn’t dare to break the heavy atmosphere pressing down on us. His tall frame moved ahead of me, his polished black shoes tapping against the concrete as he reached for the car. The passenger door swung open with a swift motion, and he looked at me—his eyes unreadable.I hesitated for a second but got in. My hands trembled slightly as I buckled the seatbelt around me. He shut the door with a click, rounding the car like a shadow looming larger than life. When he slid into the driver's seat beside me, he didn’t start the engine.For a long, tense moment, he just sat there. The engine was off, the world outside muffled, but inside the car, the silence was thick and suffocating. I dared a glance at him.His hands were clenched tightly around the steering wheel, his knuckles turning white, veins protruding like they were ready to burst. He looked like a storm barely held together. His jaw was tight, breathing
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petal's povAs we sat at the dimly lit café, laughing over jokes that were more about escaping reality than actually being funny, a sudden shift in the atmosphere pulled the air straight out of my lungs. I froze, the ceramic cup of hot coffee poised at my lips. A chilling presence loomed beside our table, drawing my gaze upward—and there he was.Sebastian.Tall, imposing, and dressed in a black suit that clung to his sculpted frame like it had been stitched onto him by the devil himself. The sight of him was enough to make the world still. His stormy grey eyes, darkened by something more than just anger, locked onto Lucas’s hand wrapped around my wrist. No words left his mouth—but he didn’t need to speak. His silence was louder than a thunderstorm. It screamed danger. It screamed mine.The fury rolling off him was so intense, I could practically feel the heat radiating from his body. My pulse quickened, my chest rising and falling faster than it should have. Something primal flared be
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petal's povWhile we sipped on our drinks, Lucas and I talked about a variety of random things. He asked about my college life, my hobbies, and my goals. I answered all his questions with a light heart. Talking to him felt casual and strangely comforting, like a breath of fresh air. He seemed genuinely interested in what I had to say, nodding thoughtfully as I explained how I was studying literature and hoped to work in the creative field someday, maybe as a writer or an artist.Then it was his turn. Lucas told me he was running a business—a successful one, in fact. I was a little surprised when he said he was actually a business rival of Sebastian. That caught my attention immediately. "He's my competition. We’ve both been trying to top the market. The media loves to pit us against each other," he said with a casual shrug and a slight smirk.I found myself growing more curious. He seemed nothing like Sebastian—at least on the surface. Where Sebastian was cold, distant, and often over
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Petal's POVAfter my classes ended, the first thing I wanted was a comforting cup of coffee. The day had been long and tiring, and there’s something magical about sipping a warm espresso while unwinding with soft music in the background. As I packed my things into my tote bag, I turned to my friend Samy."Hey Samy, wanna grab some coffee?" I asked, hopeful that she'd accompany me.She gave me an apologetic smile. "No babe, I can't. I have a date with my boyfriend. Hope you can understand. Next time, I promise I'll go with you."I tried not to look too disappointed. "Oh, I can understand. Enjoy your date," I replied, masking my loneliness.She gently patted my shoulder. "Ok, you too. Head home early, don’t stay outside too long, alright?""Oh I will, don’t worry. Just a quick coffee and I’ll return," I reassured her with a small smile.We hugged briefly and said goodbye before heading in different directions. The sun was setting, casting golden rays across the pavement. I took a short
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Sebastian’s POV The party was supposed to be perfect. Luxurious, grand, with the elite crowd of New York buzzing around — yet I was counting seconds, eyes on the entrance, waiting for her. My innocent little flower. And then she arrived… and everything in me snapped. She looked ethereal — but sinful. That short, tight dress hugging her like second skin, revealing too much of what’s mine. Her soft legs, her exposed back, the delicate curves that drove me mad. She was glowing, laughing, unaware of the eyes drinking her in like she belonged to the world. But she didn’t. She belongs to me. Only me. The moment Lucas Moretti approached her, every muscle in my body coiled. That bastard. My rival in every possible way, and there she was, dancing with him, swaying in his arms like a delicate flower caught in the storm. She smiled. She didn’t even realize who he was, how dangerous it was to be close to him. But what shattered me completely — was when he kissed her hand. That one act. T
