บททั้งหมดของ His Broken Obsession (The Obsession Series BK 1): บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

ALORA I jolted back in shock and pressed myself against the wall before any of them could see me. I didn't know if they heard the loud gasp I let out earlier. If Kian was there, it meant the others in the shadows were Laurent and Mason. I could connect the dots now. Laurent was the one who spoke first. There was nothing worse than being a witness at a crime scene. I had watched enough movies to know that was a big NO. I already had enough on my plate, and I didn't want to be chased and killed because I saw something that I shouldn't have. "Why would Kian be in a place like this?" I muttered, my hands flying to my chest to calm my racing heart. "So the rumours about their family being tied to a mafia is true?" I knew I should turn around, walk back to my car, drive home and pretend that I didn;t see anything like a smart person would have done, but no, I decided I wanted to sneak another peek. I swear, my curiosity at times like this was my biggest weakness. I slowly peeked

ALORA My hands became clammy, my heart skipped a beat and my breathing grew shallow as my unwilling legs dragged across the marble floors towards Kian. It didn't matter how much I saw him in a day; he always seemed to be able to draw out these feelings of fear and excitement from me, which I was growing to hate every passing second. I had reasons why he scared me, but I couldn't come up with any reason why he excited me. It shouldn't be normal for heat to course through my veins and tingles to creep up my spine when I see someone who is supposed to be dangerous. I didn't feel this way about anyone else, just him. I was suddenly aware of my nipples grazing my shirt, and now I regretted my choice of not putting on a bra today. The shirt was big, and no one was supposed to notice, but now my nipples were erect, and when his eyes fell on my chest, he noticed them too. He watched me as I approached him with hesitant steps, but he made no move to snap at me to hurry as I dragged my l

ALORA By the time I painfully dragged myself through the meal, the wet spot on my top had disappeared, but Kian wouldn't hear it. He insisted that I change, but deep down, I suspected he wanted something else. I was standing in the middle of his oversized bedroom, which had a massive king-sized bed in the middle. The lush sheets were so inviting, and I was tempted to throw all caution to the wind and just dive into them so I could sleep this all away. Kian was currently in the walk-in closet, which was large enough to pass as a clothing boutique with clothes colour-coded to perfection. I didn't think he was the type of person to obsess over things like that. The door was wide open, so I stayed in the bedroom and watched him go through his shirts, looking for something that would fit me. He removed a white shirt gently from the hanger and walked over to me before handing it over. "This should do," he said. "I don't need to change anymore. The spot is gone," I declined, not

ALORA I sat quietly as I listened to my friend go on about this handsome boy they had seen in the medicine faculty. Hani's cousin, Lia, was a medical student and invited them yesterday after Kian had forced me to his place. "Did you see those toned arms? I can imagine them choking me for days," Mallory gushed and fanned herself with her hands. I was forced back to Kian's place, where I was lodged between him and the walls with his hands wrapped around my throat in a perfect chokehold while he finger-fucked me. I flinched back in surprise, and my thighs clenched involuntarily with the memory. I quickly scanned around the table to see if anyone was watching me, but they were too busy talking about their new crush. "Hani, you have to tell Lia to get his contact. I am single and ready to get acquainted with that body," Harvey joked, making everyone erupt in laughter, and I couldn't stop the chuckle that escaped my lips. "You all are crazy. Do you want to share a man?" I laughed.

ALORAI was so eager to get away that I forgot to lock the door and now I am staring at a drunk student as he struggles to keep himself standing upright by the door.“It’s occupied. Find another one” I tell him with an unease because I don’t like the way his eyes roam my entire length. He pushes his messy blonde curls out of his face and the smile on his face turns sickening.“Did you hear me?” I add when he won’t leave “I’m using this one. You need to find somewhere else to do your business”Is he so drunk that he doesn’t realize that this bathroom is a single one and not like the ones in public places?Blondie says nothing but smirks wider and I take that as a cue that he is too drunk to reason with so I decide to leave the bathroom so he can use it.“Excuse me,” I tell him when he wouldn’t move out of the way so I can pass.The stench of alcohol reaches me and I feel like running back to the toilet and throwing up but I just want to leave this place first since his presence is s