Books Where He'S Obsessed With Her

Maya Sinclair's dream was to work at Lexington and Co law firm but she never expected it to come with a scary complication, her boss. Damien knight is powerful, enigmatic and ruthless. He is a man of few words but rules his empire with an iron grip. He's the kind of man people fear, yet Maya finds herself drawn to him. Just one single mistake and she finds herself directly in his path. What starts as a professional boundary soon becomes a game of stolen glances, unspoken tension and emotions which they can't acknowledge. But the worst is yet to come. When a scandal happens and threatens to drag Maya's name and career down the drain with Damien's, the walls between them begin to crumble. As Maya fights to protect her career, Damien does the one thing he swore he wouldn't. They soon find themselves trapped in an irresistible obsession and risk loosing everything. Maya is forced to make a choice; stay in a game she can't win or loose herself. But happens when she's the one who holds the power to break Damien Knight? What will he do when he realizes he can't let her go?

Enemies to Lovers? You are in the right place! Liam Von Sylvyran: He is the third prince of the kingdom of Solaryn. He is also the youngest of all siblings. Though he is blessed with magic power, he cannot control this magic power. He has always been humiliated for this flaw and has always been compared with his older siblings. So he has a hunger to prove himself. He is the commander of the royal imperial army of Solaryn. He is one of the best fighters on the continent. It is also notable that he is incredibly intelligent, quick-witted, and has extraordinary beauty. Kian Eryx: He is the commander of Oblivara's imperial army. There is a quote that says that he is blessed by magic itself. He is one of the greatest magic wielders in the three realms. He is the definition of perfection. He has breathtakingly good looks, is incredibly smart, observant, and has extraordinary reflexes. He places top among the best fighters on the continent. There is nothing that he lacks aside from a heart. *** 50+Power Stones= 1 Chapter [Bonus Per week] 25+Golden Tickets= 1 Chapter [Bonus Per month] Super Gift= [Fan's requested chapters]

[Warning: Mature Content] Shuri Lee never imagined her quiet, unassuming life would lead her to Noran Kingston, a world-renowned pianist admired for his brilliance. Despite her humble background and the Kingston family’s disdain, their love was pure and unstoppable. Against all odds, they eloped, creating a life of quiet joy—until tragedy struck. Shuri’s life was cruelly taken, leaving Noran broken and consumed by vengeance. In his grief, he destroyed those responsible before ending his own life, desperate to reunite with her. But fate granted him a second chance. Awakening years earlier at the peak of his fame, Noran vows to rewrite their story. This time, he will protect Shuri at any cost. "I’ll never let you go, Rin. Not again." No longer just a pianist, Noran builds a global empire to shield her from harm. But as he reshapes their future, he discovers that Shuri carries secrets—hidden truths that could still tear them apart.

At the age of ten, he shyly called out "Sister Jiang," a slender, small boy obedient like a little milk dog. She imitated the adults, kissing his forehead to comfort him. When they met again, he was dressed in a sharp suit with gold-rimmed glasses, his every move as noble and pure as glimmering frost and snow, unapproachably lofty. Tearing off that scholar's disguise, he finally revealed his fangs in the darkness. "Isn't this what you taught me?" he whispered, encircling her slim waist from behind and seeking a kiss, his voice seductive, nearly playful as he called out those two words, "Sister Jiang." Jiang Jiu only then realized that the other party had long since become an obsessive and scheming mad dog, in a place she knew not of.

Neva and Rhett, the two youths have their heart strings attached in love. Interfering their peaceful life circumstances unfolds scattering blades in their romance. Ishmael, with a heart of spikes, he looks to mend the wound, searching and failing for his Neva separated from him. Rays of love and joy filtering through clouds of horror in the world, Neva before him once more. The twisted fate entangling them, reveals the game of sphere as misery burns their soul. Concealed life beyond turning pages—one after another. The tale gathers: sin and virtue, tragedy and fortune, strength and weakness, destruction and creation, love and hate. Illusion is where we live; in the Garden of Eden before the fall of man. Illusive is serenity; an evermore sanguine of love. Visionary of paradise in the new earth; sows hope deep in the soul. Delusory pleasure of the world; shall bring us burns in the ocean of fire. Illusive Eden is rapture. Illusive Eden is tragedy. The fall of the man, even now bleeding red. The whisper whirls with the dawn of a man. He, who pretends to be the Hero. (The girl who promised to always be together, Forbids him to ever appear, Refusing to recognise him, She disregards all he ever had. Vowing to protect her, He's the terrifying truth she hopes rules lie. Tripping and ripping her, He's the living tragedy looming in on her life. He once was her Elayne, now her hiraeth; He's the villain pretending to be a Hero.)

When cynical office worker Aizen is reborn as a nameless mob character in Arcana Regalia: Gentlemen’s Passion, a magical otome game notorious for its ruthless villainess, he expects a short, miserable life polishing silverware. But after accidentally becoming the childhood confidant (and target of obsessive affection) of Stephanie Redwyne—the game’s ice-cold antagonist destined for exile—Aizen’s “mob” existence goes up in flames. Years later, framed as dead and exiled to a monster-infested jungle, Aizen reinvents himself as “Phoenix,” a flamboyant adventurer with a face-stealing mask, a sentient fire spirit, and a grudge. Meanwhile, Stephanie, now a brooding academy prodigy, is hellbent on freezing the world solid to avenge her lost servant… unaware he’s the same smug B-rank hero burning down bandit camps (and noble expectations) one quest at a time. Will Aizen survive his fiery double life? Can Stephanie thaw her icy heart before her yandere tendencies ignite a war? And why does the king keep offering Phoenix statues? Dive into a witty, magical romp where dating sim tropes crash into explosive fantasy chaos, and the underdog isn’t just rising—he’s arson.

They call him Ling A’Xian, a hostage prince, a pawn in a war he never asked for. But that is not his name. Not truly. Han Ziyao-- a name whispered in the void, a past too distant to grasp… and a love that refuses to fade. In a world where fate is rewritten with every life he steps into, Han Ziyao has long abandoned the illusion of control. He transmigrates without warning, wakes in unfamiliar bodies, and plays whatever role the universe demands of him. But amidst shifting identities and fractured timelines, one thing remains constant—him. And the man who always finds him. Tonight, that man is the Crown Prince. And Ling A’Xian is pressed against a glazed partition, his breath unsteady as gloved fingers trace the curve of his jaw. “Running again, A’Xian?” The prince’s voice is velvet and steel, his golden eyes unreadable in the candlelight. “I’m beginning to think you enjoy being caught.” A’Xian exhales sharply, forcing a smirk despite the way heat surges within his stomach. “And I’m beginning to think you enjoy the chase.” The prince hums, his grip tightening just enough to make A’Xian’s pulse stutter. “Perhaps. But tell me…” He leans in, the warmth of his breath ghosting over A’Xian’s lips. “What will you do when there’s nowhere left to run?” A’Xian doesn’t answer. He can’t. Not when the prince’s gloved hand is slipping lower, not when the space between them is vanishing, not when he’s dangerously close to forgetting that this isn’t love—it’s obsession. And yet, as soft lips brush against his throat in a mythical promise, he wonders if, in this life, he’ll be the one to break first. Because some bonds, no matter how many lifetimes pass, are never meant to be severed.

“Tell me one good reason I shouldn’t rip you apart,” he asked, shaking his head in disgust. “A low life like you cheating on me is something I will not tolerate in the Walters family,” he sneered. Tears streamed down my face, my eyes pleading with him, but my voice failed me. All I could do was stare, my lips quivering. “Wait until I tell them what you really are!” he shouted, grabbing a handful of my hair and pulling, threatening to rip it from my scalp. Losing her mother to the cold hands of death, Isabella was adopted by her father. She was treated like garbage and mocked by her step mother and step brothers. Just to escape the hell called home, she sneaks to a party and drowns herself in alcohol, there she had a one night stand with a mysterious male, but that single night would cost her dearly.

“SAY… HOW ABOUT YOU FORGET THOSE BASTARDS AND RUNAWAY WITH ME??” • • • Dying from an accident on her way home, Amera was given a second chance in life. Reincarnating into a new life, she was reborn into a lavish lifestyle as the daughter of a wealthy household. Amera, distracted by the lavishes around her, hadn't realized something quite sooner. She wasn't simply reborn into any little wealthy girl's household. Except for one of a Mafia. Not just any Mafia, but one of the five biggest terrifying Mob organizations in a BL (Boys' Love) tragic R-18 novel she's perusing. Where the main leads must face horrific events to stay alive throughout the remaining story. However, now she has possessed Roselyn Bleubellé De Lobélia. The worst character to possess in her eyes. • • • “LYING JERK! WE AGREED I’D BE SURROUNDED BY HANDSOME, LOVING MEN IN MY NEXT LIFE! NOT THE COMPLETE OPPOSITE OF THAT!!” —————————————————— » AN ORIGINAL STORY. » COVER EDITED BY ME. @BUBBEE0_0

Every secret has a watcher. Every mask hides a weakness. And _Yukimura Kira_ is running out of places to hide. By day, she's just another nameless face in Tokyo’s endless crowd. But by night, she becomes _Luna_ , an underground idol wrapped in secrecy. No one knows her real name. No one knows her real face. And that’s exactly how she’s survived. Until now. Because someone is watching . _Kairos_—a ghost in the system, a hacker who doesn’t just break into networks but into lives. He was sent to track her, to gather intel, to report back. But the more he watches, the more he _wants_ . Every message he sends is a warning. Every intrusion is a claim. Every whispered threat is laced with something darker—something he refuses to name. But Kira isn’t just being stalked. Someone else is hunting her. Someone who doesn’t care about Luna , the idol. Someone who wants Kira dead. Now, she has two choices: Run from the faceless threat closing in on her real life. Or confront the man behind the screen who refuses to let her go. Because Kairos isn’t just watching anymore. He’s _waiting_ . And if she falls into his hands… escape may no longer be an option. How do these two worlds collide? Under what circumstances will they meet—will it spark a forbidden romance or a tragic downfall?

In the glittering world of high society, Aria, a radiant beacon of purity and kindness, becomes the unwilling obsession of Damien, a brooding vampire lord consumed by a possessive darkness. He craves her, desires her, *needs* her. Caught in his web of desire, Aria struggles against the seductive allure of his dangerous world, a world of ancient power and shadowy secrets. Will she succumb to the darkness that binds them, or will she find the strength to break free? Dive into a world of forbidden passion and thrilling suspense in *The Vampire's Obsession*.

"Take her," the dangerous man orders casually, like I'm the most boring little human he's ever encountered in his life. "I said stay the fuck away!" I yell at him this time, causing him to tilt his head in amusement. "A little girl like you shouldn't be swearing at your elders. It's bad habit. Your daddy should have taught you better." Hold on. My daddy. And if I heard correctly the first time, the other man had mentioned something about 'daughter' and 'grown woman'. Shit! What's going on? This must be Darius Hunter! And how do they know about my existence!? Oh no! My father! Have they taken him? Have they hurt him? "Darius... Hunter?" I stutter in sheer terror, the dangerous man tensing as I mention his name. "You know my name. I don't know if I should be impressed or disappointed," Darius chuckles, amusement seeping into his tone. "Errrm... I... Where's my father...?" My demand sounds more like a plea, my voice shuddering in painful anticipation. "Waiting for you at my place. He said we should come get you. I didn't expect you to be old enough to beat up my man. I am definitely impressed, and your value, my dear, has just gone up." --------------------------- Allison, a confined young woman who finds solace in books and writing, is thrust into a world of danger and deceit when her father, Frank, a reformed gambler turned priest, sells her to Darius Hunter, the infamous "Devil of California," to settle an old debt. Darius tries everything possible to break Allison for his pleasure, promising himself not to touch her innocence. Yet, as Allison navigates the treacherous waters of her new life, she discovers hidden strengths, forms unexpected bonds, and unravels the dark secrets of her family’s past. Amidst turmoil and passion, Allison and Darius find themselves entangled in a powerful and transformative love story, punctuated by shocking twists and turns.

Three rejections. Three shattered dreams. That was Layla’s reality, all because she was different—a half-shifter in a world obsessed with purity. Ostracized, shunned, and finally sold off like a pawn to the most feared ruler alive—the Lycan King. He was ruthless, a king with a graveyard of brides, each one a ghostly reminder of a fate worse than death. Layla loathed him. Hated the way his gaze cold and fathomless, held no warmth for her. Hated how his touch, both thrilling and terrifying, sent an uninvited chill down her spine. --- “I hate you!” I screamed, hands clenched so tight my knuckles ached. He sighed, a smirk curling at the edge of his lips, his tone mocking as he closed his book with a deliberate snap. “Stressed, are we?” he asked, strolling toward me, each step reminding me exactly who held the power here. “Lucky for you,” he drawled, rolling up his sleeves as he stopped just inches away, “I know exactly 70 ways to ease those nerves.” His fingers brushed my cheek, a touch that seemed to burn into my skin. “The first… a hug.” His voice dropped to a rough whisper as he leaned in, breath hot against my ear. “And the rest... well, that's 69? what do you say about that?" I swallowed hard, my heart thudding wildly as he tilted his head, waiting for me to react, that insufferable smirk still in place. “What’s the matter, darling?” he murmured, a taunt lingering in his gaze. --- A Dangerous Obsession Can she resist the pull, or will she dance into the flames of her own destruction? A dark dive into obsession, raw need, and the razor’s edge between desire and devastation. --- LYCAN KING CASSIAN I will tear her apart piece by piece, feeding the wildfire that grips her with each shuddered breath. Like air to flame, I’ll claim every inch, drawing heat from her skin until it sinks into her bones. Her pulse will race under my hands, her breaths shallow, pleading. Her eyes may scream, but her lips will still murmur my name. That first taste of fear will only feed something deeper—a need that burns through her veins, molten and fierce. And just when she’s too far gone to turn back, I’ll twist the knife, giving her the pain she’s learned to crave. She’ll be the moth to my flame, helpless against the very thing that will consume her.

It is no argument that human beings will do anything to get what they want and Alanna Rhee Ingram wasn't an exception to this rule. She believed that in order to get what you wanted there were sacrifices you had to be willing to make. Even if those sacrifices warranted one's death. Especially when the death of that person could bring you a step closer to your utmost goal.

"Bound by Obsession" Genre: Dark Romance | Billionaire Romance | Obsession Hermione Isabelle Vale, a sharp, ambitious lawyer, never expected her life to be upended by a billionaire with a dangerous obsession. Dylan Alexander Voss, the enigmatic CEO of Voss Enterprise, becomes fixated on her after their first charged encounter at an exclusive party. But Dylan isn’t the type to let go. He wants her—body, mind, and soul. When he offers her a powerful position within his company, Hermione finds herself drawn into a web of power, control, and undeniable attraction. As Dylan’s obsession grows, so does the tension between them, blurring the lines between business and desire. Hermione’s fierce independence is tested, but Dylan is relentless—he’ll stop at nothing to make her his. In a world where obsession is the ultimate power, will Hermione be able to break free—or will she be bound to him forever?

King Niklaus Mikaelson, a name that resonated with both fear and reverence across the Mythralian Peninsula, was a figure shrouded in a dark, commanding aura. His reputation as the most ruthless and strongest ruler had been etched into the annals of history through countless conquests and acts of sheer dominance. The Kingdom of Emberlyn, his seat of power, had become a formidable force under his iron-fisted rule, expanding relentlessly as he sought to unite the entire peninsula beneath his banner. Niklaus was a man who wielded authority like a weapon, his charisma a tool for bending others to his will. To the world, he was the epitome of power and allure, the man every woman desired and every rival feared. Yet, beneath his striking exterior and regal bearing lay a darkness as deep and unyielding as the obsidian blade he kept sheathed at his side. In the resplendent Kingdom of Aquarion, where the gentle whispers of the wind and the serene beauty of the landscape paint a portrait of tranquility, Princess Emily Wilson stands as a luminous enigma. As the eldest and middle daughter of King Wilson, Emily is a figure both revered and shrouded in mystery, a living legend whose beauty is spoken of in hushed, reverent tones. Emily’s physical beauty is legendary, though it remains largely unseen by the world beyond her family. Her rare blue eyes, deep and mesmerizing, are said to capture the essence of the sky and the sea, reflecting a depth of emotion and intelligence that transcends mere appearance. Her blonde hair, a cascade of sunlit strands, frames her face with a halo of ethereal light, adding to her mystique. To those who have glimpsed her, Emily is a vision of unparalleled grace, a princess whose beauty is as captivating as it is elusive. Yet, Emily’s allure extends far beyond her physical appearance. She embodies a unique blend of wisdom, strength, and purity, qualities that make her a formidable presence in her kingdom. Her wisdom is profound, her decisions guided by an insight that belies her years. She approaches her role with a sense of purpose and clarity, balancing the weight of her responsibilities with the grace of a true leader.

Who would've guessed that someone you barely knows.. Knows more a lot to you than yourself?

Aurora, seorang gadis muda yang cantik dan cerdas, terjebak dalam konflik antara dua cowok yang tampan dan berwibawa, Atticus dan Caspian. Atticus adalah cowok pembuat kekacauan dan berambut panjang, sedangkan Caspian adalah cowok yang tampan dan berwibawa dengan rambut hitam yang pendek dan mata biru yang tajam. Keduanya memiliki konflik yang sangat besar, dan Aurora tidak tahu apa yang sebenarnya terjadi. Dengan terjebak dalam konflik tersebut, Aurora harus membuat pilihan yang sangat sulit dan menghadapi konsekuensi yang tidak terduga

God of Wonder, God of Light, father to the holy ones, and creator of life. Exalted above all things he and his angels were guardians of the universe. Or so they said. Humans and their fickle imagination, they worship what they cannot fathom, they follow what they cannot see. An ancient force, an elden horror. It bordered their reality. It existed amongst them yet it did not, it was everything, and it was nothing, and all that was in between. Another world, another God, another presence. This cannot be, they cannot coexist. But for a heavy price, they did. God of Wonder, God of Light. Who is holier? Who is right? God of Darkness, God of Night. Too afraid to rebel... though he might.

In the world where magic exists, individuals who are chosen will receive a stigma, proving that they have an Aspect Kaiser, a homeless kid, meets a mysterious woman and discovers that he also possesses an Aspect. He then follows her to learn more about his abilities ------- “Farah, why did you give me a mythical beast as a pet ?!” “Lily, did you kill the guy insulting me this morning?” “Why are you guys so obsessed with me?” ------- [No NTR][No Yuri] ......... (Smart MC) (Handsome MC) (No pretending to be hidden big-shot) (Obsession) (Yandere) (Tsundere) (Manipulate) (True Love) (Strong to stronger).

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Isaiah's eyes locked onto mine, his gaze burning with intensity. “You’ll be mine Aurélia,” he whispered, his voice low and husky. “You won't escape me, my little pony.” Before I could react, Isaiah pulled me close, his hand wrapping around my waist. His lips crashed onto mine, sending shivers down my spine. The kiss was fierce, passionate, and all consuming a French kiss that left me breathless. I hated Isaiah for his arrogance, but his bad boy charm was undeniable. His touch ignited a fire within me, drawing me into his web of desire. I couldn't resist his romance no matter how hard I tried. Isaiah's eyes seemed to melt my resolve, his words touching my heart. “I fell for you at first sight,” he whispered. “Your eyes, your beauty, your kindness... you're mine Aurélia.” His possessiveness should have scared me, but instead, it sent a thrill through my veins. “You won't be able to run away from me,” Isaiah whispered, his breath hot against my skin. “You’ll always be mine.” I knew I should resist, but his touch was addictive. I couldn't deny the sparks flying between us, or the way my heart skipped a beat when he held me close.

Warning: Mature content. This story is about a girl named Farah Fareen who belongs to a very conservative Muslim family in Pakistan but still, her parents want her to become a good doctor so they send her to China to study M. B. B. S. Farah does not believe in love anymore because of her terrifying past which was once her dream to fall in love with her dream boy. On the other hand, Shahid Maqdoomi is America's one of the greatest Mafia Leaders. He is very dangerous and the mafia is everything to him. There is no place for love in his life. The most important woman in his life is his mother. He had lots of one-night stands but he dismisses them in the morning except for his assistant Leena, but he has never fallen in love with her. Farah: where am I? The door opens as I wake up and I look ahead but see nothing but a dark shadow. ???: you must be confused why are you here? He paused and I asked in a terrified state. Farah: yes? Before I could say anything he said. ???: I am Shahid Maqdoomi and before I say anything to you, check the screen. I froze on the spot when I looked at the screen. Read all the story about what happens to her next.

Liora’s body ached, every muscle screaming in pain as she lay trapped. Lucian had been watching her silently, his cold eyes never leaving her. When he disappeared into the bathroom, she seized the chance. She was weak, but she had to act—this was her only shot. He returned with a small tube of cream, gently massaging it into her raw wrists. Despite the tenderness, it only deepened her feeling of helplessness. With desperation fueling her, she kicked him back and grabbed the syringe from the bedside table. She lunged at him, but he was too fast. In seconds, he was on top of her, pinning her hands above her head. His grin sent a chill through her. "You're full of surprises," he whispered. She fought to turn her face away as his lips brushed her neck, but his grip was unyielding. He stood slowly, enjoying her torment, then leaned down, his breath warm against her ear. "Soon, Baby Girl. Soon."

Love. Devotion. Obsession. How far would you go to keep the one you love? Ella Williams has spent her life surviving. Orphaned at five and raised by an abusive aunt, she clawed her way out of darkness, building a thriving business and a life of independence. But one thing has always remained just out of reach—Zack Sinclair, her best friend and secret love. He was the one person who made her feel safe, the one man she thought would eventually see her. But he never did. For years, she watched him cycle through women, never once realizing that she was right there, waiting. And just when she finally starts to let go, when she allows herself to look beyond him—she meets Leo Carter. Leo is everything Zack isn’t. Steady. Devoted. A man who looks at Ella like she’s the only woman in the world. For the first time in her life, she feels wanted. Chosen. Loved. And she will do anything to keep it that way. But love, for Ella, isn’t just affection—it’s possession. When Zack realizes his own feelings too late, when Leo’s mother and best friend disapprove, when old flames from his past try to return, Ella doesn’t see these as mere obstacles. She sees threats. And threats must be eliminated. As her obsession grows, the line between love and madness blurs. She has fought too hard, suffered too much, to lose the only man who has ever made her feel whole. And if she has to manipulate, destroy, or even kill to keep Leo by her side, so be it. Because in Ella’s mind, Leo isn’t just the love of her life. He is hers. Forever. But what happens when the perfect obsession turns into the perfect nightmare?

And then I feel his nose on my neck as he nuzzles me, with the tip of his fingers tracing where my tattoo is supposed to be on the nape of my neck. I try to push him away,I really do but it feels like he is just too strong or my other senses have been weakened. "I want to see you" he says bitting my already red and sensitive ear tip I force myself to keep my eyes open and my mouth shut to close off whatever strange sound was about to come out of it. "I...I....you ...are..." And he moves away and I almost grumble from the loss of contact That bastard It is true that the enemity between the weres, vampires and witches have lasted for centuries,with the weres playing a vital role in the witches endangerment, hence raising questions at the birth of this child however if the claims are true it would be unwise to terminate a possible chance at upholding peace with the witches. "The devil will tell you nine truths so that you will believe one lie" ~Shannon Mayer, Shadowed threads *7 years ago* The rain is pouring heavily and without caution the sky lightens up followed by thunderous boomings, the scent of the earth is clean and fresh and my path is barely visible but that doesn't stop me from moving on. The heavy drops of rain as stones doesn't stop me and the painful slashes of leaves across my face doesn't stop me either. The cuts of slabs and shells on my bare feet doesn't stop me and the angry gust of wind doesn't stop me either. I'm drenched but I barely feel it ,I keep on walking on this beach like field and finally I spot it.... The old and scary looking cottage. How it still stands amazes me but that's not why I'm here And just like every other time,the rain abruptly stops and the sun brings forth her warmth with a smile and the hustling and bustling of nature returns ,the chirping of birds resumes the sound of swooshing waves can be heard and all of this ..... Happens only when she begins singing "Black bird, black bird, come to me, My sweet darling, my heart's ecstasy. The wind is whispering secrets in my ear, Of a freedom waiting, beyond this drear...." Never have I ever heard a voice so sweet it drips honey. A voice that beckons the trees to sway their stems and leaves to it's tune. A voice that sounded like the mother of creation. The voice of earth herself. Slowly I make my way into the cottage and I find her in the same spot I've always had. Her back to me as she sits on a dressing table brushing her thick and long red hair with a calm and alluring glow. A beauty She appears to be the only presence of life in the seemingly dead room. I walk closer to her till I'm at arms length "...Your wings so fragile yet strong and free..." I believe she feels my presence when she stops singing then drops the brush on the table and with a sweet smile causing her doe eyes to brighten, gestures for me to sit down as she rises with a grace I would never be able to posses not even in a lifetime. I do as she directed and take her position on the stool and she picks up the brush and begins dressing my hair. I look into the mirror in front of which we ceremoniously sit as our images can not be reflected. "Why won't you just let me help you?" I ask trying to turn to face her but she keeps me in place with a hand on my shoulder. I sigh in defeat. "What are you going to teach me today?" She pauses for a while. "Nothing" her whisper barely audible. "Tell me something...... I'm not the only one who knows about you,am I?" She resumes brushing. "What did you see?" "Who did I see?" I retrieve the brush from her and place it on the table I turn to look at her same time she turns and walks to the bed to sit "Nothing here is real,love" "Is he the reason you're trapped here?" "Like you he's one of the reasons I want to get out " "Does he know he's my dad?"