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There are no heroes in this story. Only devils
Obsession is a peculiar thing. Unlike other emotions, it doesn’t happen instantaneously. Instead, it grows slowly—like a fungus invading the dark corners of your mind, contaminating your every thought. Until suddenly—you’re sick. Infected with an incurable disease. The object of your neurosis is all you can focus on.
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But the thing about plans is… They never work out like you expect them to. Sometimes life throws you an innocent, young, blonde…curveball.
If I had it my way, I’d be the dirty little secret he takes to his bed every night instead of his doting little stepdaughter.
“Well, if I’m an angel, what would that make you?” “Right now?” He leans in, his mouth a mere centimeter from the fluid I’m teasing him with. “The Devil.” He sucks my fingers into his mouth and groans. “Because one taste of you won’t be enough.”
“Because there are two types of people in this world. Those who are capable of greatness, but don’t bother trying. And those who still try even though they’re not capable of greatness.”
Because the fucked-up thing about love is—just because the person you love doesn’t love you back…it doesn’t stop you from loving them. It only makes you love them even more, makes you hold on a little tighter…because your love is the only thing that still tethers you to him. And if the thread were to snap. If the foundation you built were to ever crumble. You’re left with nothing. Sometimes the only difference between love and obsession is a broken heart.
“Here’s a tip. Don’t walk into my office late at night expecting to be paid for a job you haven’t completed. My time is valuable—so you can either use that mouth of yours to tell me about the interview and leave with a check in your hand…or use it to suck my cock and leave with nothing but my cum on your face. The choice is yours.”
We all hide behind a mask, Eden. Show them yours and I’ll take off mine tonight.
“I’m pretty sure we’re going to hell.” “I own a timeshare there.” He flashes me a quick evil grin as he shifts the car into drive. “The weather’s beautiful this time of year.”
The heart is the greatest fortune teller of all time. It’s always one step ahead of the curve.
“There are two types of people in this world, Cain. Those who are capable of greatness, but don’t bother trying. And those who still try even though they’re not capable of greatness.”
They say there are some people you’re inexplicably drawn to…people who are meant to change your life in some profound way.
And deep down, no matter how good we think we are…we’re all a little evil inside. The devil was once an angel. Not the other way around.
Cain’s more than someone I fuck. He’s more than my best friend. He’s more than my fixation. He’s the person who was meant to change my life…because he already has.
Sometimes the only difference between love and obsession is a broken heart.
