My Sweet Obsession
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Last published Sat, Aug 2, 2025
It was a dark night when I saw her for the first time.
My sweet obsession.
God, she was beautiful...too perfect for this broken world. Standing on her balcony like a fucking dream, lit by the moonlight, she looked like sin dressed in silk. And me? I was the devil watching her from the shadows.
I've never fallen in love.
Not until that night.
Not until her.
For her... oh, I'd do anything.
Burn this world to the ground.
Watch it all turn to ash-just to feel her breath on my skin, to make her mine.
My princess.
Mine and no one else's.
And you-yes you :
So listen close, sweetheart-your boyfriend, your husband, whatever he is... he's done. You're mine now.
Only mine.
Shhh... we can't tell anyone. Not yet.
Not unless you want me to tear every last piece of clothing off your trembling body and remind you exactly who you belong to.
You feel it, don't you?
That pull? That fire?
You'll see soon enough.
Because I'm not the kind of man who knocks.
I break in, take what's mine-and leave the door burning behind me.
Yours. Always.
~ Fabio
(his tiktok is @fabio_cbr)
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𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑𝐒.
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My little shadow, I watch you when you sleep, I haunt you in your dreams and I will surely never let you go. The second I laid my eyes on you I knew I needed to have you...I needed to own you. You're mine, only mine. And I don't like it when people take what's mine. I'll steal for you. I'll kill for you. I'll die for you..., even when it means taking you with me to hell. And here you are so quiet and shy, so helpless and vulnerable, exactly how I want it to be. There's no where to escape little shadow. I'll be watching you. Always. - When you're forced to live in the same house as the devil himself. ·:*¨༺ ♱ ☠︎ ♱ ༻¨*:· #1 IN DARKHARRYSTYLES #1 IN DARKONEDIRECTION ///CONTAINS HIGHLY DISTURBING CONTENT/// ///EXTREME DARK ROMANCE///
I woke to a sudden breeze invading the warmth from the heavy blanket that caressed my skin. Here, alone with my thoughts, the still, calm quiet in the atmosphere is almost painful. I feel suffocated in the clingy, static air. In quiet, still moments like these, I can almost feel Him. I don't know who "Him" is, but I can feel his presence. It's almost calming, especially on fearful, anxiety fueled nights. Usually, he was the strongest when I had a nightmare. The nightmares weren't as common now, but, right after everything happened, I was having them every night. I'd wake up and swear I was drenched in blood, my eyes and lips sticky, my nose filled with the smell of iron and fuel. After everything, that's when Him first came. From there, he just never left. I can usually sense when Him is near. Today, though, his presence is stronger. I can almost feel Him next to me, weighing down the mattress. Some nights, I roll over and imagine how he looks, envision his smile or the sparkle in his eyes. He's never there and I'm left clutching to the thought that he exists, staring into empty air. Tonight, though, I swear I can reach out and touch him. Extending my hand gently, I sweep my hand out into the darkness and meet an inexplicable warmth. A scream rips from my lungs as hands cover my face and two icy blue eyes stare back at me, daring me to speak again. A soft cloth caressed my nose and mouth before I felt myself fade into bed. All Rights Reserved. Contains graphic descriptions of violence and assault. Contains battle scene.
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