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Rumors and Revolt
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His Dark Obsession Detained by Him
“Ouch! Come on, leave me alone." With a frustrated whimper, Amira got up to check who was ahead of her. She could feel and smell the familiar scent as her eyes initially fell on various pairs of shoes in front of her.“Oh no!” she exclaimed, slowly raising her head to see the man standing before her. Andrea stood tall, hands in his pockets, with a cold expression on his face, surrounded by other men and women dressed in fine suits."A...," she gasped. Her body froze in disbelief, her gaze fixed on his, his icy face became slightly warmer, and she saw the hint of teasing on his face that no one else could see but her."What is happening here?" Mr. Wales, the principal, asked while glancing at Amira and the hall monitor, who arrived with a terrified expression on her face."Please forgive me, Mr. Wales. I tried to stop her, but she kept running."Mr Wales walked towards Amira, whose gaze remained fixed on Andrea's. "Miss Banks, the last time I checked, you weren't the stubborn type; I a
His Dark Obsession Rumors and Revolt
Two Months Later…“Didn’t she sleep at night? I don't understand why she returned to school after being absent for months; who does she think she is?” As soon as Amira returned to her high school, rumors began to circulate.Even the fact that the school let her return without repeating surprised her. She was proud that neither her family nor Andrea had contacted her, and she was also on the verge of renting her own apartment.Her Yale scholarship was still in effect. Amira felt as if everything was a dream, and she wished she didn't have to wake up from it."But, Claudia, I thought your sister had gone to another school or something; why is she even back?"Claudia responded, "I believe she left or was suspended. Im not sure." Amira could hear their voices even though she was half asleep, which wasn't surprising given that she had avoided everyone, including Claudia, her stepsister.The mutterings and giggles became increasingly louder, and Amira could not take it any longer, so she
His Dark Obsession His to Hurt, His to Protect
A sudden voice cut her off, focusing her attention on the voice she didn't want to hear, the one that had caused her so much pain."So you finally came; I assumed you had no business here." He paused and then saw Reagan, who was sitting in the living room with his leg crossed. “And who is he?” "I'm her bodyguard, sent by my boss, and you have a lovely home, sir," he smirked, raising his other foot to the couch. Amira pressed her lips together before turning to look at her father, who was angry.She knew her father was a clean freak who despised feet on the couch, but that didn't bother her; instead, she walked past him toward the path to her room.That nostalgic feeling returned as soon as she stood in front of the door. Grasping the handle, she twisted it open. She was pleased to see the room was still in the same condition as when she had left it.It did, however, smell like lavender and dust. She felt a pang in her chest as she looked at her photo frame on the wall, which showed h
His Dark Obsession Borrowed Shelter, Borrowed Freedom 2
“A.M.? Are you kidding me? Who the hell is this person?" Greta frowned, grabbing the envelope from her hand and reading it repeatedly.Amira's peace of mind was reversed when she read the signature and realized it was Andrea. She wondered how Andrea knew where she lived, or was it Reagan?"Hold on, I'll call Reagan; maybe he left it on the doormat." Amira uttered those words before entering her room, grabbing the phone, and looking through the contact list. As soon as she saw Reagan's name, she dialed his number, her hands shaking.“Yeah? Amira? I had no idea you were missing me so much," Reagan said, laughing, before being cut off. "Did you drop an envelope in the front yard? I mean, you would have given it to me!""What envelope are you talking about, Amira? I never dropped an envelope, and it is too late to play games with you." He let out a groan, and Amira ended the call at once."Who else dropped this if he isn't the one? How did he or she know where I was? Or could it be Brenda
His Dark Obsession Borrowed Shelter, Borrowed Freedom 1
"Fuck, Amira! Is that fucking you?" she exclaimed, drawing everyone's attention to the two of them. Amira quickly covered her mouth, apologized to everyone, and laughed."Shhh, you are not being professional right now, Greta." She giggled, removing her hands from her mouth."Fuck being a professional girl; how should I be professional when I have not seen my bestie in months?" Greta pouted as she walked to one of her coworkers, whispering something in his ear before approaching her and pulling her into one of the coffee shop's backrooms.Then Reagan stepped forward, about to stop them, with a disapproving expression on his face."Hi, who are you?" Greta inquired in a sassy tone, holding Amira's hands tightly but not hurtfully."Don't worry, Greta; he's Reagan, and he claims to be my bodyguard." Amira responded, glaring at Reagan as she stood beside her."Why would you need a bodyguard? You aren't a public figure or a celebrity," Greta said."It's a long story, and that is why I'm here
His Dark Obsession Half free, Fully Watched.
"Oh, you once more. I assume you are here to drag me back to Italy or to your boss's house." With a charming smile on his face, Reagan approached her and held out his hand.As she prepared to descend the final staircase, he stood in front of her. "I am not in the mood for your games, Reagan. Do you really want to take me back to your boss's house?" Amira said, rolling her eyes at him before pushing his hands away."Calm down, Milady. I'm only here as directed to ensure your safe arrival; I'm not here to transport you anywhere, and I can't do things that I was not told to do." With a sneer, he went to the car and opened the door. After pausing to look at him, Amira got into the car and watched the other guards store her belongings in the trunk."Oh, and try not to expose yourself too much these days; some people may have recognized you as Andrea Martini's wife, so exposing yourself wouldn't only be a threat to him, but also to you," Reagan said, drawing her gaze from the back of the c
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