The Darkest Obsession
“You’ve come to kill me detective?” He whispered against her skin as he gently grasped her arm and turned her to him. Jude swallowed a gulp and looked up at him. His eyes were a cobalt shade of blue behind the mask, daring, cold and terrifying.
“And you’ve come to me to be killed?” She replied in a hushed tone, gathering a lot of nerve and taking a step closer to him.
Detective Jude Laurent should arrest Cassien, the deadly Maestro who now controls The Black Rose syndicate. Instead, she finds herself drawn into a dangerous game of cat and mouse, risking everything to uncover the truth about the organization that has haunted her since childhood. The same organization she believes holds the answers to her parents’ death in what everyone called a tragic house fire.
But Jude has no idea she’s been walking straight into a trap years in the making. The real mastermind behind The Black Rose has been watching her every move, orchestrating her pain from the shadows. Someone who shaped her into the perfect weapon for revenge. And they’ve been waiting for this moment since the night her world burned.
Now, as Jude hunts the man who’s becoming her obsession, and Cassien finds himself equally captivated by the detective who should be his enemy, neither realizes they’re both pawns in a much deadlier game. Because the person who destroyed Jude’s world isn’t the criminal she’s chasing. It’s someone far closer than she could ever imagine. And their final move is about to destroy everything she’s ever believed about her past, her purpose, and the man she can’t stop wanting.
Some obsessions are worth dying for. Others are designed to kill you.
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Chapter: Chapter 118June ninth.I lost another piece of me. The golden hue of sunlight that shone over the balcony hit my skin, warming the cold that had threatened to seep in. The sun was bright today, almost too bright.It had been almost two weeks since that day at the base. I stood on the balcony with a cup of coffee warming my hands, staring out at the city below that stretched endlessly in every direction. My fingers grazed the skin of my neck, tracing the bruises that still remained from where Ronald had wrapped his hands around my throat and squeezed until I saw stars. They'd faded from that angry purple to a sickly yellow green that looked worse somehow, a constant reminder every time I caught my reflection in a mirror or a window.June ninth. The day I'd finally learned the truth I'd been chasing my whole life, the truth that had consumed every waking moment since I was thirteen years old and smelled smoke in my nightmares. The day someone else paid a price for me not letting go, for obsessing
Last Updated: 2025-11-15
Chapter: Chapter 117Ronald's grip on my throat loosened, his fingers slipping away as his body went slack. He dropped to the ground beside me, landing with a heavy thud that sent dust scattering across the concrete floor. His eyes were open, unblinking, staring at nothing as blood pooled beneath him.I choked and coughed, my throat burning as air rushed back into my lungs. My vision was still spotty, black dots dancing at the edges, but through them I saw a figure moving toward me. Brown sandy hair, broad shoulders, green eyes that I'd know anywhere.Kyle."K-Kyle?" His name came out as a broken whisper, barely audible over the sound of my own gasping breaths. Tears rushed down my face, hot and fast, as I blinked at him in disbelief. He was here, actually here.He was on his knees in front of me in a second, his hands coming up to cradle my face and pull me toward him. We were mere inches from one another, close enough that I could see the concern written in every line of his face, could feel his breath
Last Updated: 2025-11-14
Chapter: Chapter 116Ronald's head cocked to the side, his eyes distant as if trying to remember something before smoothening out. He clasped his hands in front of him and looked back at me. "We created the black rose." His voice drifted throughout the space of the room. My vision was blurring as I struggled to make out the figures in it. Seeing no other besides Ronald and the fucker, I glared at Ronald through the thick strands of lashes."Created?" My voice came out croaked, the air I took in felt like a burn in my chest."La Rosa Nera was what Jacob named it, being Italian and all," he skipped a step. For some reasons he couldn't stay still. "Valentine and Isabel preferred it be called the normal way in English, The Black Rose."My face drained of all colours as I tried to comprehend what Ronald had just said and failed. My parent were part of the black rose?Pressing my lips into a thin line, I kept silent for him to continue.Ronald began talking, his voice taking on a wistful quality that made my s
Last Updated: 2025-11-13
Chapter: Chapter 115My brain scrambled, thoughts fragmenting and scattering like broken glass as I tried to find a way out of this. Any way out. Face pinched in pain, the throbbing in my cheek where Ronald had struck me radiating through my skull in waves that made my vision swim.Cassien was still holding his shoulder, blood seeping steadily between his fingers and dripping onto the floor beneath him. His face was taut, pulled tight with pain and fury as he stared at my uncle with murder in his eyes. At my side, Elias was almost unconscious, his body slumped forward in a way that made my stomach twist with fear. I could see the shallow lift and dip of his chest through my now blurry vision, each breath so slight I had to focus to make sure he was still breathing at all.My ears still worked though, as I heard my uncle continue talking, his voice drifting through the space like poison. And then my mind went to Duke, to the way he'd disappeared so suddenly from the base. Like something had snapped into pl
Last Updated: 2025-11-12
Chapter: Chapter 114Shock wrote itself across Cassien's face, his features frozen in disbelief as he stared at the man in front of him. Then dread crept in, slow and suffocating, like he wasn't sure who he was seeing or if what he was seeing was even real. His gaze found me on the ground and I watched the rage settle into his features, watched the way his jaw tightened until the muscle jumped beneath his skin. His hand moved to his back, fast and fluid, and in one motion he had a gun pointed directly at Ronald's head."Let her go." The words came out like fire being spit from his mouth.Ronald's smirk grew slowly, stretching across his face until it became something monstrous. And then he laughed, the sound echoing through the space and bouncing off the walls around us. When he was done, when his laughter finally died into something quiet and dangerous, he asked, "Where are your manners, Cassien?"Suddenly there was cold metal pressed against my temple, the barrel of a gun grazing my skin. I hadn't even
Last Updated: 2025-11-11
Chapter: Chapter 113I couldn't believe what I could clearly see. It had to be a dream. I had to be fucking dreaming. The burn on my bounded wrists told me otherwise. My head fell forward, taking in a staggered breath. A crazed laugher left my lips. I jerked back, and laughed. I laughed till the corners of my eyes started watering. I laughed till I couldn't feel the burn on my wrists anymore. I laughed till I drowned the sound of Elias ragged breathing beside me. "I want to know what's so funny, niece?" The man dressed in a black suit, standing in front of us adjusted the collar of his shirt. My uncle was alive. Ronald Laurent was alive and standing in front of me.I was on my knees, the cold tile biting into my skin through the fabric of my pants. My wrists were bound behind my back, the zip ties cutting into my flesh so tight I could feel my fingers starting to go numb. My hair hung in fiery waves around my face, stuck to my cheeks and forehead by sweat and dirt and God knew what else. Every breath I
Last Updated: 2025-11-10
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