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2025-07-11 13:53:34He didn’t stop there. It was as if madness had taken over us again. He took me against the ground in front of the fireplace. Again on the armchair, while I was on top of him, and again against the wall.
By the time we finished our fifth round, I was swollen and aching, bone-tired, sprawled over him. He had laid a blanket beside the fireplace, and we lay down together. "I love you," he murmured against my hair, brushing his hand up and down my back in a soothing motion as I lay over him. "You have to stop saying it. Saying it once is enough." "Why do I get the feeling you don't believe me when I say it?" I lifted my chin to rest on his chest and looked at him. "I do," I said. But he didn’t look like he believed it. "I don't still understand why your feelings for me are so intense, but I know you're telling the truth. I just can’t..." I took a deep breath, "accept it. I heard it before from someone, and it did
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Killian gave a sigh and rested his head on my shoulder."What terrible timing."I couldn’t do anything but pat his shoulder and try not to laugh at his reaction."I know you want to laugh," he raised his head and looked at me with narrowed eyes."You always get your way, baby."I rolled my eyes. "Ill-timing is the only thing that can stop you." I snorted and tried to free myself from his hold, but he held on tighter. I looked at him."This is serious, we need to see—""What did you just call me?" His eyes were sparkling. Was it just me, or were his eyes getting brighter by the day?"What?" I started to think back over my words. And then—yes, I had called him *baby*. The realization made me cringe. I cleared my throat, shook my head, and removed his hands from around me."We need to concentrate. Move," I said, and he let go of me with a low chuckle.I stood up, walked around him, and quickly exited the room.I sat in the chair and gave one
An Illicit Obsession Chapter 67
The Knights' Headquarters was truly a world of its own.Last time I’d been here, I didn’t have the right mindset to take it all in. But now, as I walked past the training areas and medical bays, I noticed the physical data storage vault—an old-school mechanism, surprisingly well-maintained. Beyond that, a long hall opened up into what could only be described as the heart of the cyber division.The moment I stepped in, the sound hit me—the familiar staccato rhythm of keyboards, multiplied by the dozens. Some agents were murmuring into phones, others huddled around glowing monitors in pairs or small groups, their faces lit by shifting code and surveillance feeds.The second Killian and I entered, everything stopped.Silence spread like wildfire, and every head turned to us. But Killian didn’t flinch. With his hand gently pressing against the small of my back, he guided me toward a cabin tucked away in the far-left corner. He knocked once before pushing the door open.
An Illicit Obsession Chapter 66
He didn’t stop there. It was as if madness had taken over us again. He took me against the ground in front of the fireplace. Again on the armchair, while I was on top of him, and again against the wall. By the time we finished our fifth round, I was swollen and aching, bone-tired, sprawled over him. He had laid a blanket beside the fireplace, and we lay down together. "I love you," he murmured against my hair, brushing his hand up and down my back in a soothing motion as I lay over him. "You have to stop saying it. Saying it once is enough." "Why do I get the feeling you don't believe me when I say it?" I lifted my chin to rest on his chest and looked at him. "I do," I said. But he didn’t look like he believed it. "I don't still understand why your feelings for me are so intense, but I know you're telling the truth. I just can’t..." I took a deep breath, "accept it. I heard it before from someone, and it did
An Illicit Obsession Chapter 65
My father shouldn’t have done one thing—and that was threaten me directly, trying to plant discord in the name of Killian. He still thinks he’s dealing with the naive Mila, who only grew a backbone because of a man. He couldn’t be more wrong. His worst mistake was assuming that just because I am his flesh and blood, he knows anything about me. I could feel every eye on me as I agreed with Tommen Anderson. Killian’s dark, fiery gaze was ready to burn me as the call was cut. I got a vague idea of his location—he was near the Anderson Mansion. "Is he really this sloppy or just blind in desperation?" I wondered, stepping aside so the screen was visible to the six men who had come with Killian. Behind me, Eva and the others stood as well. "This is the location the call was traced to," Killian said, handing it to one of the men. "Go scout the place thoroughly." The men disappeared the moment he commanded, and I turned to see we were left
An Illicit Obsession Chapter 64
The man's hands stretched out toward me. With a quick reflex, I ducked beneath his arms, keeping my eyes fixed on the exit. He turned swiftly to grab me again, but before he could reach me, someone skidded beside me, placing herself between us. It took a second to register—it was Eva. Before I could blink, she struck. First, his arm. Then, his thigh. A sharp grunt of pain escaped him. I heard a sickening crack. The man dropped to his knees—another brutal crack followed—and then he collapsed, unmoving. Eva straightened her denim jacket, ran her fingers through her hair, and turned to face me. "Are you alright? Did he touch you?" she asked, placing a hand on my shoulder as her eyes scanned me from head to toe. I nodded, trying to piece my thoughts together. “I’m fine. I’m fine.” But as I looked down at the man twice her size, the truth hit me. He wasn’t unconscious. His neck was twisted at an unnatural angle, his eyes blank. He was d
An Illicit Obsession Chapter 63
Killian pulled away, turning his back to me. Taking the tank top that had fallen on the side of the bed and his shorts, he quickly dressed as he said, “Maybe he did it for fun,” a cold humor in his voice. I pulled the sheets up to my chest. “My parents didn’t want me to enter this life,” he began. “I had never met my grandfather. We were on a private island, living a quiet life,” there was a look on his face—something between a memory and wistfulness. “I knew who my parents were, but I was miles away from this world.” He finally looked at me. “And one day, one of their enemies caught up to us. We were taken off the island, onto a private yacht. He tortured us, killed them in front of me, and was about to kill me… but my grandfather found us. That was the first time I met him.” “How old were you?” I asked. “Thirteen. Two years later, after my grandfather found the man who did it, it was I who sliced his throat.” I didn’t know what to say. A p
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