A Dark Academia Mystery Thriller Professor Student Romance. ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ " Prof RDO, I'll never ever accept you as my husband , you used me for your own gains, I don't consider this marriage as real " She cries clutching his collar tightly in her hands. Her heart bleeding, splintering into pieces. This cannot be the man she has loved since her childhood. " Hmm Mrs RDO, Let's see how long you keep on this oath wife " He groans licking her tears holding her close in his arms. What if she runs away again just like before. " You are such a monster, you ruined my dreams, my hopes , my everything " She hits a series of slaps over his chest And he takes all of it. Because this woman is his life, his everything. Only if she knew why he took such a drastic step. " Now give me divorce and let me go or else I'll------- ummmm " She can't complete her sentence when a pair of rough familiar lips engulf her mouth in a ravaging kiss. ●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●● A story about loving someone so deeply that you forget how to love them right. It's a story about love that went too far. About obsession disguised as devotion. This is where it all begins........... ●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●● Extreme mature content ( 18+) Sequel of Quantum Obsession

𝐀 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐑𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃'𝐒 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑. Book 1 in "Dark Fate" series. "They say you can't choose who you fall in love with, and he couldn't agree more. His sister's best friend had captured his heart, and he was consumed by his obsession for her and now, he knows he would never be able to let her go because she belongs with him." • ✧ • There's a kind of love that feels like sunlight - warm, gentle, safe. And then... there's his. It's not cruel. It's not loud. It's something far more dangerous - quiet, calculated, all-consuming. He was my best friend's brother. The man I was never supposed to notice. He watched from the shadows, memorizing me without ever needing a single word. I never really knew his name... but he knew everything about me. My fears. My patterns. My dreams. Even the parts I hadn't yet discovered myself. He's always been there, just a step behind-waiting, watching, wanting. And now, he's no longer waiting. He calls it love. I don't know what to call it, only that it pulls me in like gravity - unavoidable, inescapable. There's safety in his arms, yet danger in his silence. Gentleness in his touch, yet fire in his gaze. And somewhere in the tension between fear and longing, I find myself unraveling. Because the scariest part of being wanted like this... Is realizing you might want them back.