Their Deadly Obsession
“You can’t handle all of us, sweetheart.”
Reid’s voice is low and taunting, his hand sliding against my waist with dangerous intent.
A soft laugh comes from behind me. Drew leans closer, his breath brushing my ear. “Maybe she can.” His tone darkens, playful but deadly. “Wouldn’t mind finding out.”
Andrea Lilian Storm has spent her entire life surviving.
Taken as a child and left for dead, she was rescued by the powerful Storm family and raised inside a world filled with wealth, violence, and carefully buried secrets. But when her adoptive parents are suddenly pronounced dead, everything Andrea thought she knew begins to unravel.
Enemies close in from every side. Old ghosts resurface. And the family she loves becomes the center of a war far bigger than any of them imagined.
Logan is cold, disciplined, and impossible to read. Austin is brutal, haunted, and fiercely protective. Drew hides sharp edges behind wicked smiles and reckless teasing. And Reid? Reid looks at Andrea like she’s the only thing keeping him sane.
They were trained to kill. Raised to obey. Built to survive.
But none of them were prepared for her.
Now Andrea is being hunted by powerful men who want to use her, control her, or erase her completely. And as secrets about her past begin to surface, she realizes the truth may be more dangerous than the enemies chasing her.
Because in this world, love is possession. Loyalty comes with bloodshed. And obsession can turn deadly fast.
Their Deadly Obsession
By Silver Emmanuel
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Chapter: Chapter 54ANDREAIt's been five days.Five days since the ambush. Since we were ripped from the others. Since Logan bled in my arms, since Austin surrendered to save my life, since the van doors slammed shut and the world went dark.We haven't seen a single face since.No guards. No voices. No footsteps. Just the occasional sound of a tray sliding through the wall panel near the door, like some invisible hand wants us fed but forgotten. We haven't eaten much. Not because we're being starved, but because the silence eats more than the food ever could.The room we're in is nicer than it should be. It's maddening. No windows. No clocks. No way to tell how long we've been here besides the aching stretch of minutes that bleed into hours. Every second feels like it's crawling under my skin, building something inside me I can't contain.I hate it.I hate the way it smells too clean. I hate the perfect white walls. I hate the silence most of all.It reminds me of the basement.It reminds me of being tw
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Chapter: Chapter 53DREWThe door closes behind us, and the silence screams.We're back at the safe house, but it doesn't feel safe anymore.Nobody speaks. Nobody moves. For a second, it's like we're stuck between two moments, what just happened, and what comes next. My brain can't catch up. My hands are shaking, but the rest of me feels numb, like I'm floating inside my own body, watching this moment happen from behind glass.Reid moves. He doesn't say a word, just stalks to the nearest wall and slams his fist into it, full force. A sickening crunch echoes through the room. Plaster cracks and crumbles, raining to the floor in chunks that scatter like bone. Blood spills down his knuckles, bright and unforgiving, but he doesn't flinch. Doesn't even look at the damage he's done. His jaw is tight. His breathing is harsh and sharp, like he's swallowing a scream.I flinch anyway. Just enough for it to feel like weakness.Killian sets his gun down on the counter. The sound is softer than it should be, but it b
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Chapter: Chapter 52ANDREAThe van smells like metal and sweat and blood. Logan's blood.I don't even know anymore. It's all mixed together, on the floor, in the air, in the panic clogging my lungs.We're not bound, but we might as well be. Logan is slumped across from me, his head tipped forward, hair matted to his forehead. His shirt is soaked in dark patches, the fabric clinging to skin I can't see, and I don't know how much of it is blood, only that there's too much.He hasn't moved since they threw him in here. He hasn't said a word. I shift, barely, reaching across the van floor, fingers trembling as they stretch toward him.The crack of metal slamming into the wall stops me cold.I flinch back as the guard snarls, jamming the barrel of his rifle against the side of the van so hard the whole vehicle shudders. "Don't move."My hand falls uselessly to my lap. My chest heaves with breath I can't afford to take. I don't even look at the guard. I can't. My eyes are locked on Logan, terrified that if I b
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Chapter: Chapter 51Andrea's POVWe reach a stairwell, narrow, cold, the walls stained with things no amount of paint could cover. My skin prickles as if the air remembers screams, like it's soaked in the ghosts of everything done here.Logan stops, turning back to us. "We split. Half up. Half down.""I'm going down with you," I say before he can even glance my way.His eyes flick to mine, assessing, but he doesn't argue and gives a short nod. "Drew. You're with us."Austin gathers the others with a tilt of his head. His eyes meet mine for a breath before he vanishes up the stairwell.As we descend, every footstep echoes. The air grows colder with each level, heavier with memory. I can feel it in my lungs, thick and sour. The kind of weight that knows suffering. You can feel that evil was made here.At the bottom, we find a hallway. Low ceilings. Peeling walls. The scent of bleach fighting mold. The air tastes sterile, but nothing about this place feels clean.Logan slows beside me, and I feel it before
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Chapter: Chapter 50ANDREA Elisha has been gone for hours.Logan sent him to scout the facility just after four, one of Blackwell's old training compounds, tucked so deep into the middle of nowhere it doesn't show up on any modern map. Not even the digital ones. Just a stretch of blank terrain that might as well have been swallowed whole by time.Now we wait.I sit on the edge of the couch, elbows braced against my knees, fingers tangled tightly beneath my chin. My heart ticks too fast, unease crawling beneath my skin. Every now and then, I glance toward the map spread out across the dining table, creases worn, ink faded, corners curling with age. It looks fragile, but it holds the weight of our entire future.Logan and Austin are hunched over it, silhouettes carved in tension and stillness. From here, they almost look like statues, worn down but unbreakable. Both are focused, eyes narrowed. The kind of focus that comes from remembering too much.Austin taps twice on the paper, knuckle grazing the outli
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Chapter: Chapter 49AndreaLogan is asleep.His breathing is slow and steady, like the storm inside him has finally gone still. His lips are parted just slightly, lashes dark against his cheeks, his expression completely unguarded. I've never seen him like this.No tension in his jaw. No fire behind his eyes. Just calm. And somehow, it's more intimate than anything we did last night.I let my eyes linger on him, tracing the shape of his shoulders, the strength in the curve of his arms, the way the early light softens the hard edges of his body. His chest rises and falls with each breath, the sheets barely clinging to his waist. One arm is thrown across the bed like he forgot he was ever trying to hold the world up.His hair's a mess, flattened in some places and sticking up in others from my hands, from sleep, from everything. His lips are swollen, my fault, and his neck is mottled with bruises I left there, like proof that I was here. That I touched something untouchable.God, he's beautiful. In the kin
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