sheridan.hartin:Her Obsession.

MainCharacters

Sage: Sage is a complex character with a dark past. She is resourceful, intelligent, and deeply obsessed with Conner. Her actions are driven by a need to protect him, even if it means resorting to violence. She has a close relationship with Naomi, who understands her obsession and supports her in her endeavors. Conner: Conner is a powerful and influential man, known for his control and authority. He is aware of Sage's presence and is both intrigued and frustrated by her elusive nature. Conner is determined to uncover her identity and understand her motives. Their Relationship: Sage and Conner's relationship is marked by a dangerous game of cat and mouse. Sage's obsession with Conner leads her to take extreme measures to protect him, while Conner is constantly trying to catch her and understand her actions. Their interactions are filled with tension, mystery, and a deep, unspoken connection.

Main Themes

The novel explores themes of obsession, protection, and the fine line between love and madness. Through the characters of Sage and Conner, the story delves into the complexities of human emotions and the lengths one will go to for the person they love. It also examines the impact of past traumas on present actions and the idea of finding solace in unexpected places.

Hot Chapters

Always A Step Ahead

The soft, uneven banging came from the walk-in pantry. At first, I thought I was imagining it, maybe the old pipes creaking or a stray raccoon outside. Weak knocks, frantic and uneven, like someone struggling to get out but running out of strength. I froze, wine glass still in hand, eyes narrowing as the sound cut through the silence.

Details Matter

The apartment door slammed shut behind me, the sound echoing through the dim space like punctuation on another adrenaline-laced night. I kicked off my boots, tugged off the blood-splattered hoodie, and let it fall to the floor without a second thought. The weight of the night hung on me like a second skin, sticky and cold, but all I wanted, no, needed was comfort.

Marked From The Shadows

You look like you haven't slept at all," Liam said as he stepped into my office, the door clicking shut behind him. "Maybe that’s 'cause I fucking haven’t." I leaned back in my chair and scrubbed a hand down my face. My eyes burned, jaw tight from a night of grinding my teeth and replaying every second at Inferno. "I saw her last night. At the club.

To The Ghost In My Walls

Boss, there’s another package for you.” Liam’s voice is laced with amusement, that damn smirk of his already in place as he strides into my office, cradling a sleek black box wrapped in a blood-red ribbon like it’s a birthday gift. He sets it down on my desk with exaggerated care, and I don’t miss the way he lingers, hovering beside me, shifting from foot to foot like a kid waiting for fireworks.

You're Slipping, Darling

The city peeled past the tinted windows in a blur of red lights and steel towers, my driver weaving through traffic like a man with something to prove. I barely registered it. My mind was already in the chaos ahead. Inferno was one of my cleanest operations, a high-end club, sleek and discreet, where deals were sealed over hundred-dollar shots and half-lidded glances.