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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
Last Updated : 2025-04-06Sebastian's Obsession 52
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
Last Updated : 2025-04-07Sebastian's Obsession 0.A/N, character intro
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, business, events and incidents are the products of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.Author's Note: Expect Grammatical Errors English is not my first language. This is not an edited story yet.Plagiarism is a Crime. Punishable by Law.All Right Reserved @2022*******************************************************In this story ML is a bit aggressive and arrogant, when reading story you might hate him 😉Don't go complaining around this book, if you are not interested don't read, don't just write hateful comments. Enjoy readingCharacter introSEBASTIAN D'ANGELO (ML) AGE:- 32 yearsPERSONALITY:- Arrogant, Handsome, Billionaire, Obsessive, Possessive, jealous, In love with our FL.PETAL VIOTTO (FL)AGE:- 20 YearsPERSONALITY:- Sweet, innocent, beautiful, kind , trusts everyone easily, unaware of ML's love towards her.Prologue“Please don’t do this, I don’
Last Updated : 2022-12-28Sebastian's Obsession 1
Petal's POV The night was silent, save for the echo of my heartbeat pounding in my ears. How had I ended up here? The air in the room felt suffocating, the dim lighting casting ominous shadows on the walls. My face still burned from the sting of his slap, and my shoulder throbbed where his teeth had sunk into my flesh. My mind raced, desperate for answers, desperate for a way out. But the only thing that greeted me was the sinister smirk on Sebastian's face, a cruel reminder of the power he wielded. How did my life spiral into this? Everything had been fine—or so I thought. I had been preparing for graduation, dreaming of a quiet and independent life. My family was my world, and I had plans to make them proud. But Sebastian, with his overwhelming presence, had other plans. He had always been around—my family’s close friend, a charming yet enigmatic figure. I never paid much attention to him beyond the polite exchanges and casual meetings. I never realized he had been watching me, s
Last Updated : 2022-12-28Sebastian's Obsession 2
Petal’s POV "Petal, if you are up, get ready for college. It’s already late!" yelled my mom from the kitchen downstairs. Her voice jolted me awake, and I groggily glanced at the clock on my nightstand. It was already past 8 a.m., and my classes started at 9. Thankfully, my college was only a 15-minute walk from home. But that was irrelevant since Dad always insisted on dropping me off on his way to work. He’s a professor at the same university, which often feels like both a blessing and a curse. Stretching lazily, I swung my legs over the bed and trudged to the bathroom. As the cool water splashed over my face, I slowly started feeling more awake. My mom’s voice rang in my ears again, reminding me to hurry up. It wasn’t unusual for her to be the most organized person in the family, juggling everything at home while still keeping tabs on everyone else’s schedule. My family is the heart of my world. We’re five members: Mom, Dad, my elder brother, my younger brother, and me. My elder b
Last Updated : 2022-12-30Sebastian's Obsession 3
Sebastian’s POV The shrill sound of my alarm broke the silence of the early morning. I groaned, rubbing my face as I forced myself out of bed. It was another day, another battle to conquer in the corporate world. Pushing aside my lingering drowsiness, I headed to the bathroom, stepping into the shower. The cold water hit my skin, washing away the remnants of sleep and clearing my mind. Afterward, I put on my perfectly tailored Armani suit, a staple of my wardrobe that spoke of power and precision. As I adjusted my cufflinks, my butler knocked softly on the door before entering. “Sir, breakfast is ready,” he informed me with his usual calm demeanor. He was a man in his mid-50s, with a head full of grey hair and a posture that reflected years of dedicated service. I respected him immensely, knowing the effort and discipline it took to stay steadfast in one’s duties. Respect like that doesn’t come easy; it’s earned through hardship, something I know all too well. But the past is a door
Last Updated : 2022-12-30Sebastian's Obsession 4
Petal's POV After my math class ended, I collected my belongings, stuffed them into my bag, and left the lecture hall. I was exhausted, but knowing my dad would be waiting for me outside made me feel relieved. Walking toward the university gates, I spotted him in our car, parked at the usual spot. “Hey, Dad,” I greeted, sliding into the passenger seat. “Hello, Petal,” he said, smiling warmly as I buckled up. “How was your day at college?” “Boring as usual,” I replied, sighing dramatically. “Physics drained all my energy, and math wasn’t much better.” He chuckled lightly, starting the car. “Well, that’s part of being a science student. But hey, your hard work will pay off someday.” “Yeah, yeah,” I said, rolling my eyes playfully. “How was your day, though? Did you terrorize your students with impossible quizzes?” “Me? Terrorize?” he asked, feigning innocence. “Never! I’m their favorite professor, thank you very much.” I laughed, shaking my head. Dad always had a way of making me
Last Updated : 2022-12-30Sebastian's Obsession 5
Sebastian's pov The day started as any other, filled with the monotony of routine meetings and tasks that seemed to stretch longer than necessary. My patience, though refined over the years, was wearing thin as I navigated through the endless discussions, nodding at the appropriate times and issuing directives when required. Externally, I exuded calm authority, but my mind was elsewhere, entangled with thoughts of her. Lunch with foreign clients followed, set in one of the finest restaurants downtown. The setting was grand, the air filled with the hum of satisfaction as my clients reveled in their success, raising glasses to toast the profits they had secured. I played my role well—engaging just enough to maintain appearances while my true focus remained on her. Each smile I offered and every calculated remark was merely a performance, masking my preoccupation. When the day finally allowed me to retreat to the sanctuary of my penthouse, I welcomed the quietude that greeted me. The p
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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
Sebastian's Obsession 51
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
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As I stood in front of my mother, her sharp gaze scrutinizing me, I felt a pang of anxiety. "Petal, why are you wearing the same dress? And why didn’t you get changed?" she asked, her voice tinged with concern.I swallowed hard, forcing a small smile onto my lips. "Mom, when I went to change, my dress was in the laundry, so I wasn’t able to. Aunt gave this dress to me as a gift," I lied effortlessly, hoping she wouldn't probe further.She sighed, giving me a brief nod. "Alright, let's go now."As we moved towards the door, I felt Sebastian’s presence before I even saw him. He walked toward us, his intense gaze fixed on me. "Goodbye," he said, his eyes lingering a bit too long on my collarbone, making sure the mark was still there. My skin burned under his stare, and I had to resist the urge to cover the bruise he had left behind.After exchanging polite goodbyes with Sebastian and his family, we left. The car ride home was silent, the only sounds being the occasional
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petal's povAs I moved toward the door, his grip on my wrist tightened, halting my steps. My breath hitched as he pulled me toward him with force, making me collide with his firm chest. The warmth of his body engulfed me, but I refused to give in to the unfamiliar sensation. My free hand instinctively pushed against his chest, trying to create distance between us, while my trapped wrist throbbed under his firm grasp. My heart pounded, erratic and unsure, mirroring the turmoil raging within me.His unpredictable mood swings left me speechless. One moment, he was shouting at me to leave, his voice laced with anger and dominance. The next, he was holding me close, his touch unexpectedly gentle as if trying to soothe the wound he himself had inflicted. My mind screamed for me to resist, to fight against his hold, but my body betrayed me—weak and submissive under his piercing gaze.I struggled, twisting my wrist in his grip, but instead of letting me go, he pulled me closer. His fingers de
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petal's pov"I advise you, stop going against me, do as I say, or else get ready to take punishment," he said, his voice deep and laced with warning. His dark eyes bore into me, unreadable and menacing. My heart pounded against my ribs, but I refused to let him see my fear."But..." I started, my voice trembling, but before I could even form a coherent argument, his eyes flashed dangerously. Within a heartbeat, he grabbed both of my wrists, yanking them above my head and pinning them against the cold, unforgiving wall. A gasp left my lips as my body arched forward, forced into the precarious position by his sudden, aggressive move.His lips hovered inches from mine, his breath warm against my skin. I turned my head away, refusing to give in to whatever game he was playing.He chuckled darkly.“So stubborn,” he mused. “But I like a challenge.”I glared at him.“Let me go, Sebastian,” I demanded again.His face was inches from mine, his breath hot against my skin as he leaned in, pressi
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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 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
