SamuelWilson

(18+ 18+ I repeat 18+ there's a lot of sex scenes here and the author will not give warning on any chapter)

Title: Sinful Obssession

Synopsis:

Mia thought landing a job as the personal assistant to Victor Hayes, the ruthless and dangerously sexy CEO, would be her ticket to a new life. But she never expected to become his obsession. Victor is cold, possessive, and willing to break every rule to keep Mia under his control both in the office and behind closed doors.

But when Lucas Cross, Victor’s equally powerful and dangerously charming rival, enters the picture, everything spirals out of control. Lucas isn’t just after Victor’s empire he wants Mia, and he’s willing to play dirty to get her.

Caught between two men who refuse to share, Mia is thrust into a world of forbidden desires, power games, and dangerous secrets. Both men push her limits, each offering a different kind of pleasure and a different kind of danger.

But as the rivalry between Victor and Lucas intensifies, the lines between lust, obsession, and power blur.

Mia knows playing both sides is a dangerous game but what happens when she doesn’t want to choose?

In a world where ownership means everything, Mia must decide will she be claimed, broken, or will she find a way to take control before both men destroy her?

In Sinful Possession, no one plays fair, and nothing is off-limits.

SINFUL OBSESSION

Mia's day began in a haze of guilt and forbidden desire. The taste of Lucas's midnight promises still clung to her, mingling with the lingering bite of Victor's possessive claim. Every task she tried to focus on was overshadowed by the memories of that turbulent night and the cold warning that had followed.

During a brief lunch break, while Mia sat in the quiet corner of the executive lounge, her phone buzzed with a single message:

"I need you tonight. Remember what freedom tastes like. - Lucas"

Her heart hammered against her ribcage as she stared at the screen, torn between longing and the fear of Victor's retribution.

The rest of the day passed in a blur. At meetings, in hushed corridors, every glance from Victor reminded her of his claim over her. His presence was a constant, suffocating reminder of the consequences of her divided loyalties.

Late in the afternoon, Victor called her back into his office. The atmosphere inside was heavy charged with an unspoken tension that made every breath feel like a warning. His eyes, cold and unyielding, fixed on her as soon as she entered.

"Mia," he said in a low, controlled tone that sent shivers down her spine. "I know what happened last night."

Her throat tightened, and before she could muster a response, he continued, "I won't tolerate anyone else touching what's mine."

Before she could protest, Victor advanced on her. His voice dropped into a dangerous growl. "You need to understand your place." His hands were unyielding as he grabbed her, pulling her close. "I own you. Every part of you is mine."

He pinned her against the cool wall, his lips crashing onto hers with brutal insistence. Every thrust and forceful kiss was a command a stark reminder that she belonged to him, no matter what fleeting desires whispered in the dark.

Victor's touch was rough and unrelenting. His fingers explored, leaving a trail of hot, burning need that contrasted sharply with the icy resolve in his eyes. "I expect total loyalty," he spat, his voice a mix of raw lust and simmering anger. "And I will remind you, time and time again, until you learn."

Mia's mind reeled as his grip tightened. The chaos of conflicting emotions fear, anger, and an undeniable arousal overwhelmed her. Every hard thrust, every rough command reminded her that while the taste of Lucas's forbidden freedom lingered, it was Victor who held her captive now.

In the aftermath, as the fierce rhythm subsided, Mia collapsed against him, her body trembling in the heavy silence of the room. Victor's final, possessive murmur echoed in her ear, "You're mine, now and always. No one else gets to touch you."

And with that, he left her alone in the stillness of his office a place where every echo of his touch was a constant, painful reminder of the unyielding grip he held over her.

Mia sat there, shattered and conflicted, as the memory of Lucas's gentle, tempting whispers mingled with the raw brutality of Victor's claim. In that fragile moment, she knew that the lines between desire and possession were blurring, leaving her caught in a dangerous, unending struggle.

The Unraveling