he didn't chase her.....he watched,waited,and slowly made her his...... He never believed in love. Not the soft kind. Not the kind that sets you free. But obsession? That was something he understood perfectly. What started as a passing glance... a moment that meant nothing... slowly turned into something far more dangerous. Something he couldn't ignore. Something he couldn't control. She was never supposed to matter. Just another face in the crowd. Just another name he would forget. But now... she's everywhere. In his thoughts. In his silence. In the way his world seems to revolve around her without permission. The closer he gets, the deeper he falls-into something fragile, something consuming... something that feels like love but isn't. Because love lets you go. And he never will. And the worst part? A part of her isn't even sure she wants him to. Because what they share... isn't just dangerous. It's inevitable. . . . But the real question is... who will break first? . . . some obsession feel like sin.......but taste like home.....




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