Psychotic Obsession (The Edge of Darkness Trilogy)

by Leigh Rivers

But if she belongs to someone else, that just isn’t going to work for me. Will it stop me from staring at her? Following her back to her hotel? Hunting for her schedule to see when she takes her breaks so I end up on the same one as her? Nope. Still gonna do that.

I wanted to reach out first, but I searched online that if you lay it on heavy, it can be uncomfortable and come across like I’m a creep. I’m not a creep—I just like the look of Dr. Aria Miller.

I’m so fucking drawn to her, like she’s a drug and I’m fully addicted.

“As I said...intoxicating.”

“Beautiful,”

“Addictive.”

“And now, you’re all mine.”

Love is overrated, and from experience, it makes you weak. Unless you have that epic love that consumes you more than life itself, in my opinion, it’s not worth it.

She’s not here forever, so what the fuck do I do when she gets on a flight back to Scotland? Follow her.

“I might lock you up so you can’t go back to Scotland.”

What else do I need to do to gain her affection? To make her fall in love with me so fucking hard, she never leaves me?

Her hand is in mine the whole way up to her hotel room, and I measure her from behind for the size of cage I could keep her in, smiling forcefully at her when she turns around. “Stop staring at my butt.” She wishes that was what I was doing. No, my dear, darling, beautiful doctor. I’m calculating how easy it will be to make you disappear, to keep you forever, while also making you fall for me, continue to fuck me, and smile at me the way you are right now.