Semua Bab His Dark Obsession : Bab 81 - Bab 85

Amira sat on the edge of her bed, staring at each photograph of Emily. Her smile widened; she was her other half, which she had never realized she had. However, they took her away with the cold hands of death.She sniffled and placed the photo on her chest, closing her eyes tightly. Then she kissed the photograph and placed it on her lampstand.Someone knocked on the door, and she dashed to open it. I noticed Kira standing with a smirk on her face."Come in..." Amira gestured and opened the door wide for her. Kira nodded, lowering her head slightly out of respect."Thank you, Miss." Kira cleared her throat as she surveyed the room. They were quiet for a while before she said, "hmmm, about Brenda.""Yes, how about her?" Her eyes widened with anticipation. Kira shook her head. "I've tried asking around to see where she is now, but I haven't heard back.""It seemed like she vanished."Amira's body tensed; when they parted ways, she thought she might return to Andrea, but where had she go

“Beg for it, cupcake, if really you want it." Andrea wore a confident smile, teasingly playing with her inner thighs, her warmth gently pressing against his hand. Amira gasped, her eyes narrowing into a sharp glare. Her mind swirled with uncertainty. Even though the water was warm, Andrea's hand made it feel both hot and cold at the same time. Every stroke, every touch, sparked a thrill, as if he could unleash a whirlwind of emotions within her all at once.She loathed how her body quivered at his touch, how it yearned for him to complete what he had begun. She realized just how much time they had spent in his bathroom and couldn't help but wonder what the ladies were thinking.“Beg for it,” Andrea teased, gently gliding his hand from her inner thighs to her hip, giving them a light massage. He adored how her body moved in perfect harmony with his touch. The blush on her cheeks made her appear even more vulnerable to him.The very woman who had attempted to escape time and again; his

Claudia’s breath came out in a ragged laugh. “Fuck — that lady was scary,” she gasped, one hand pressed to her heart as if trying to steady the sudden tremor beneath her ribs. Her eyes darted along the driveway and up at the house; from a distance it looked almost ordinary, but up close the place had the faint, hollow air of somewhere slightly abandoned and somehow too grand all at once.Reagan clicked the car unlocked and slid into the driver’s seat. “Just sit,” he said, a crooked chuckle tugging at the corner of his mouth. “Unless you plan on sorting yourself out of this place.” There was a teasing lilt that didn’t match the warning in his eyes.She rolled hers with exaggerated annoyance as she tucked the bottle deeper into her bag. When she pushed the car door open and climbed in, she kept one hand at her chest and turned her gaze away, pretending distraction. Reagan watched her for a beat, amusement and something sharper flickering across his face, then started the engine.“If you