Title: Unapologetic Obsession
A Twisted Titanic Story
Series: Tales of Obsession #3
Author: Drethi A.
Genre: Dark Romance
Tropes: Student/Professor, Amnesia, Stalker Hero
Shy Heroine, Interracial Romance
Release Date: October 1, 2025
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Tabula Rasa—A clean slate.
Everyone deserves one, no?
Whether I want it or not, that’s exactly what I receive—a reset.
My name is Rose.
No last name.
No family to anchor me.
No one to claim me as their own.
I woke up behind a dumpster with no memories, just nightmares featuring a faceless man. My life has been erased like chalk dusted on a blackboard. Desperate and hungry, I sneak onto a boat, only for the owner to catch me red-handed.
His name is Dr. Caledon Maxwell.
He looks as regal as his name suggests.
Arrogant.
Unattainable.
Drop dead gorgeous.
Drop dead rich.
I am both terrified and fascinated by the man. I tell him I set out to uncover my past, but Dr. Maxwell has other ideas.
Forget the past.
Look forward to the future.
With each passing day, I'm losing control around him. As the boat sails further away, I stop caring about the past as long as I have a future with him.
That is until my past comes crashing back, and I realize the man from my nightmares might be closer than I thought.
Unapologetic Obsession is part of an interconnected series but can be read as a standalone.
For optimal enjoyment, read the first two books in the Tales of Obsession Series.
Caden Maxwell isn’t a typical romance hero. This is a dark romance with dubious situations. Some readers might find the contents of this book offensive or triggering.
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“I know what you’re doing, and it’s not going to work,” Shelby said snidely after we returned to our stations. The tone of her voice gave her away. She didn’t believe the narrative spun by her teammates and wanted to uncover the truth about what was between me and the professor.
I gave her my back and kept measuring the supplies. Nothing good would come from engaging with Shelby. Clearly, she had a thing for Professor Maxwell and planned on making my life hell for catching his attention.
She huffed with irritation when I ignored her. “Just so you know, you’re not the first girl to deliver food to him in tight clothes.”
My heart began racing. It wasn’t Shelby making me nervous, but Professor Maxwell’s whole package. He couldn’t do anything without being watched or revered. It meant anyone in his orbit would also be under a constant microscope.
“You look like a smart girl, Rose,” she continued. “You should know Professor Maxwell sees right through people’s shit. He’ll be livid if he finds out that you made it seem like he encouraged your advances.”
I glanced at her, perplexed.
Her lips pursed as she rolled her eyes. “You obviously ate some of that cake, then stuffed it in the fridge to make it look like he tried out your baking.”
Seriously? She thought I ate a quarter of a cake just to make everyone believe Professor Maxwell hadn’t spurned my efforts. I had to admit, the insight into her thoughts was fascinating. It would be a great way to save face. If only I possessed such a diabolical mind.
Normally, I could barely make eye contact with people or speak at will, but her words made me defensive enough to mutter, “He ate the cake.”
She scoffed. “I’m not falling for your innocent act. I know you’re a liar.”
My spine straightened at the accusation. She noticed the tense posture.
“I don’t mean to be harsh, Rose. But you can’t go around making up stories about a teacher with a reputation to uphold. I’m saying this for your own good. Tell the other research assistants the truth before anyone gets the wrong idea and thinks Dr. Maxwell is entertaining your little crush.”
“I’m not lying.” I shouldn’t engage, especially since I didn’t care what she thought of me. For some reason, her insistence that Professor Maxwell thwarted my efforts got under my skin.
“Cut the crap. I know for a fact that Professor Maxwell didn’t try your cake. I know everything about him, and he’s allergic to strawberries.”
What!?
I didn’t concoct what happened last night in my mind; I was sure of it. I saw it. I saw him eat the cake with my own eyes.
Would Professor Maxwell eat something that could kill him just to indulge me? Was that the reason he looked like hell this morning?
Impossible.
Shelby returned to her station after finishing her spiel. As soon as she stopped glaring at me, I dashed to the biohazard trash. If a person ate something poisonous but was alive to tell the tale, there must be evidence of the anecdote, and I doubt anyone had the chance to discard the waste, given the time of night I left.
I peeked inside the biohazard dispenser. There was only one item inside. Sure enough, it was an EpiPen, and even from here, I could make out the inscription.
Prescribed to Caden Maxwell.
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Drethi lives close to DC with her husband and runs a wedding planning business. She loves to travel and tries to visit multiple countries per year.
When she’s not traveling or busy planning a special day, she can be found plotting ways to put her characters through hell. She is all about angst and dark themes in her romance. Drethi loves to put her flawed and disturbed characters through the wringer before giving them their Happily Ever After.
You can find her on Facebook, Instagram, and TikTok. She loves talking with her readers, so don’t be shy.
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