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Chapter 51 — The Shadow That Doesn’t Sleep (Dorian)

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The noise of the door announcing Lara’s arrival was different that late afternoon.

It wasn’t the normal tiredness of someone who had worked eight hours serving tables, dealing with rude customers and sore feet. It was something else. An invisible weight, a tension in the shoulders, a way of avoiding my gaze that left me immediately alert.

She hung her bag on the hook by the entrance with slow movements, as if each gesture required conscious effort, and her eyes wandered around the room before f
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  • Spellbound by Obsession   Chapter 52 — Promise of Protection (Dorian)

    Lara pulled away a little more, her dark eyes full of an apprehension that broke my heart.“She didn’t accept the divorce, Dorian. No woman would, not after spending three years trying to rebuild a marriage.” She paused, the next words coming out carefully. “I should know. I was the obsessed person once. I know how it works. You don’t give up. You don’t accept it. You just… withdraw. Feed it. Plan. And wait for the right moment.”“Do you think she’s planning something?” My voice came out harsher than I intended.“I think her silence is more dangerous than any fight.” Lara replied, her eyes shining. “When someone fights, screams, throws a tantrum… you know what that person is feeling. You can defend yourself. But when someone simply disappears, accepts everything in silence… you don’t know what she’s thinking. What she’s plotting.”“Do you think she’s going to try something against us?”“I don’t know.” Lara shook her head, her fingers intertwining with mine. “But I can’t ignore this fe

  • Spellbound by Obsession   Chapter 51 — The Shadow That Doesn’t Sleep (Dorian)

    The noise of the door announcing Lara’s arrival was different that late afternoon.It wasn’t the normal tiredness of someone who had worked eight hours serving tables, dealing with rude customers and sore feet. It was something else. An invisible weight, a tension in the shoulders, a way of avoiding my gaze that left me immediately alert.She hung her bag on the hook by the entrance with slow movements, as if each gesture required conscious effort, and her eyes wandered around the room before finding mine.“Mommy!” Aggy ran to her, her bare little feet echoing on the wooden floor, as she did every night. “Today I drew a unicorn!”“How beautiful, love.” Lara replied, and her smile was automatic, her lips curving mechanically while her hand stroked her daughter’s hair. But the smile didn’t reach her eyes. I saw it. I always saw it.I was in the kitchen, finishing preparing dinner — pasta with tomato sauce, the easiest recipe I knew, but Aggy loved it and always asked for more. I observe

  • Spellbound by Obsession   Chapter 50 — The Love That Never Was (Sarah)

    In the following week, Rowan sent me a complete dossier on Lara. Pages and pages of information that I devoured in a single night.“Clara Mercer.” He read aloud, during our meeting in the cafeteria, the file open on the table. “Is that the name she uses now?”“Yes. She changed it after she ran away.” I confirmed, eyes fixed on the pages.“Why did she run away?” He asked, the pen hovering over the notepad.“Because she kidnapped my husband. Because she tried to kill him. Because she’s a criminal who escaped justice because of a flawed system.” The words came out in a rush, each accusation heavier than the last.Rowan wrote something in his notepad, his expression still neutral.“Did the police know?”“They did. But they closed the case. They said there wasn’t enough evidence.” I laughed, a bitter sound. “Evidence. As if her diary wasn’t evidence. As if the candles, the dolls, the circles of salt weren’t evidence.”“Strange.” He murmured, more to himself than to me.“Not really. She’s m

  • Spellbound by Obsession   Chapter 49 — The Huntress (Sarah)

    The office smelled of old coffee and my silent desperation.I sat in front of the notebook, eyes fixed on the dark screen as if I could conjure answers through the sheer power of my obsession. The cup of coffee cooled untouched next to the keyboard, a thin film forming over the dark liquid. It had been like this for weeks — wake up, work, eat poorly, sleep poorly, wake up again. The vicious cycle of a woman who had lost everything and didn’t know how to get it back, who saw time slipping through her fingers like fine sand.Eloise called for the third time that morning. Her name flashed on the cell phone screen, insistent.“Sarah, you need to eat something.” Her voice came loaded with concern, that maternal tone she assumed when she thought I was exaggerating.“I ate.” I answered, eyes still fixed on the notebook.“A toast isn’t eating.”“Yes it is.”Silence on the other end. Then, a sigh I knew well — that sound of someone tired of arguing, but who wasn’t going to give up.“I’m worrie

  • Spellbound by Obsession   Chapter 48 — The Addiction Called Lara (Dorian)

    Still with her trembling from the second orgasm — that muffled moan she tried to hide in her own arm, her teeth sunk into the skin so she wouldn’t scream and wake Aggy — I spun her with a strength I didn’t even know I had. Her back hit the cold tile with a muffled thud, and her dark eyes widened, surprised, hungry, pupils dilated with pleasure and expectation.The steam rose around us, fogging the glass of the stall, turning the world outside into a blurry smear.The hot water fell between us, running down our pressed bodies, our skins sliding against each other, hot and wet.“Look at me.” I ordered, my voice coming out hoarser than I intended, loaded with a desire that bordered on madness. I held her chin with one hand, fingers firm but not brutal, forcing her to face me, while with the other hand I aligned the head of my cock at her soaked entrance. “I want to look at you while I fuck you until you lose your sanity.”“Dorian…” She was already panting, her chest rising and falling ra

  • Spellbound by Obsession   Chapter 47 — What Is Only Ours (Lara)

    During the week, the routine was hectic. Aggy at preschool, me at the restaurant, Dorian in the office giving online classes and supervising research. We met at the end of the afternoon, tired, dirty, hungry, but happy. There was something deeply satisfying about shared exhaustion, about the certainty that we were building something together.After dinner — I cooked, Dorian washed the dishes, a division we had established without ever needing to discuss it —, Aggy took a bath, brushed her teeth, listened to a story, and fell asleep. Her sleep was deep and undisturbed, sealed by the tiredness of playing and by the security of having two parents who loved her.Then it was our turn.The bathroom in the master bedroom was spacious, with gray tile walls that gleamed under the indirect light, an immersion bathtub we rarely used and a shower stall with a pressure shower that was our favorite. We liked the shower. The hot water, the steam that fogged the glass, the intimacy of a small space w

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