Lahat ng Kabanata ng My Stalker's Obsession : Kabanata 31 - Kabanata 40

CHAPTER 31 KIANI ran my hand through the table of different sharp objects, looking for the perfect one that would create the perfect injuries. The man I had tied up to a chair was still struggling to escape, the more I heard his forced breaths, the more anger filled my veins.My fingers finally settled on a gleaming knife that looked like it could cut through air itself. The cold metal reflected in the light as I walked towards him, the room dimly lit with a single flickering bulb on the roof.He was shaking, but he tried not to move too much. He was sitting on a chair of thorns, sharp thorns that currently pierced his skin and stayed inside it. “You think this changes anything; you can’t save them all! You’d keep killing, and more would keep coming”I didn’t respond; my silence was a precursor to the storm I was about to unleash. With deliberate slowness, I dug the edge of the knife along his cheek. A huge line of blood followed its path. His screams filled

KIANI hurriedly picked up my gun and I shot the guy before he could fire another bullet. The headshot was all it took, and he was on the ground. Melissa fell, almost hitting the ground, but my arm caught her. Fear was evident in her eyes as they stared into mine; she didn’t blink, the shock from being shot overpowering her.“Hey…” I pulled her closer to me, searching her back for where exactly the bullet was. “Melissa, stay with me…” The bullet was too deep in; I couldn’t remove it, I couldn’t save her. Smoothing her hair backward, I reached for the intercom in my ear.“Tony, call an ambulance immediately, do you copy?” I tapped it repeatedly. “Fuc— God! Do you copy, Tony?”“Copy that, sir.” He responded, but his voice sounded rough, and the sound of guns and bullets filled his side of the phone.Melissa coughed, but blood came out of her mouth. “Ki… Kian, you’re fine.” She smiled, closing and opening her eyes. It looked like it took a toll on her to keep her eyes open.“Why did you d

ELSA“Flight 907 has reached its location; all passengers are expected to evacuate the aircraft immediately,” the speakers of the plane said repeatedly. People lined up to get off the plane, mostly tourists. Gianna wasn’t a fan of my family, so we agreed she was going to stay home alone. I didn’t blame her; my mother wasn’t exactly fond of her either.I was back home, the place that I hated and loved in equal measures. Tourists were everywhere and had already started taking pictures and smiling happily.The video call on my phone was back to life, Gianna was doing her edges in the mirror. It was evening, but she said she had a date with a hot man she found.“Are you sure you’d be fine with your family?” She had put in new braids, but according to her and African traditions, it had to be down before she’d pack it, or it’d wrinkle because it’s still new and fragile.I nodded to her earlier question, grabbing my small bag tightly. “They don’t bite… not literally, anyways.”“I’

ELSAMy hand kept quivering. I’ve never been in the spotlight before, not at our family dinner. I’ve always been the person who is judged and would dare not talk back, but tonight was different. My mother was the speechless one, and it felt like tonight was all about me.Kian let go of my hand, and a rush of fresh air hit my palms, bringing me back to reality.“Elsa, would you like to tell me about this deal you got with the comic company?” Mother turned to me, smoothing her dress. I gulped and nodded. This was the first time my mother paid attention to me. She had never asked anything like that before; she just didn’t care enough to ask.“Yes, Mom.” I forced a smile, and my eyes met Kian’s. He had a smile I interpreted as ‘you’ve got this, and even if you don’t, I’m here for you.’“They are the biggest comic company worldwide. I contacted them years ago but just got feedback last week.”She looked genuinely surprised. “Did they hire you?”I shook my head negatively. “Not

KIANShe didn’t say any other word; she sat still, looking outside the window. I had texted an agent I had in Ohio to fix one of my apartments for us tonight. I increased the speed of the car, turned off the air conditioner, and clicked on a button; the top of the car opened. She turned to me with confusion in her eyes.I took down the glass of the car, letting the cool night air in. “Enjoy the ride.” My legs went to the accelerator again, going far over the speed limit. She let out a sigh and closed her eyes before bringing out a cotton pad from her bag. She brought out a spray of something I had no idea what the content was, probably ladies' stuff. I got a glimpse of the name; if Elsa uses it, I need to know it. Sensibio H2O Micellar Water, got it. She dappled it on a white cotton pad before smoothing it on her face softly. The makeup she had done began to come off. I knew she wasn’t comfortable in it; it wasn’t her style. It was her mom’s.After a few draping and cle