บททั้งหมดของ FERAL OBESSESION: Bound by the Lycan's curse: บทที่ 61 - บทที่ 70

HOURS AGO... ERIC'S PLACEDespite her refusal, it all fell on deaf ears.But as she stepped into the apartment, Twilight's lips parted in awe.The apartment was spacious, large, and well-furnished. She knew Eric was rich since he was an Alpha, but she hadn’t expected this level of wealth.The space was huge, clean, and sparkling, with high ceilings and sleek modern décor. Expensive chandeliers hung above, casting a soft glow over the marble floors.Twilight swallowed, suddenly feeling out of place. “This… this is where you live?” she asked, glancing at Eric.He smirked, tossing his keys onto the glossy black countertop."Yeah," he replied."Alone?" She raised a brow."Yes, but I have a housekeeper who comes over every day. And then the security man. There are many rooms, Twilight, cleaned. You can take any one of your choice."Twilight hesitated, glancing around the almost too-perfect place. It smelled expensive.“I..." she cleared her throat. "I don’t know…” she murmured, shifting on

Ethan stared at the several dishes on the table, his brow knitted with curiosity. It was Saturday; Butler Ben wasn't normally available on Saturdays, and he usually ate at the café before visiting his mother at the hospital.Could Mr. Lucian have ordered this?Curiosity waned at Ethan. What could it be? It smelled so nice.Ethan glanced at Lucian's closed room before reaching out to open the meal.Steam curled into the air as Ethan lifted the lids, revealing a spread of perfectly cooked steak, roasted vegetables, and creamy mashed potatoes. Beside it sat a bowl of what looked like homemade soup, its rich aroma making his stomach growl with hunger.His mouth parted in shock.“Holy shit,” Ethan muttered. These foods were definitely not ordered. Come to think of it, Lucian had never ordered a meal from outside before.Hearing the sudden creak of a door, Ethan immediately covered the meals and sat, pretending he wasn't doing anything.Lucian appeared in a black armless jersey and ash swea

LONDONEthan rolled over in bed, his eyes glued to his phone, staring at his delivered read messages while pressing his lips together.“Why isn’t he replying?” Ethan muttered to himself, then blinked. “Why am I so worried? He could be anywhere. He’s strong, rich… I’m just wondering why he isn’t home. It’s pretty normal since we live together, right?”He reread the message he had sent, over and over again, trying to make sense of his own concern.Then he sighed, flinging his phone to the side and staring up at the ceiling.His thoughts drifted to what he had said to Lucian. He couldn’t have meant all that, right?Was he really falling for a cold, inhuman man like Lucian?“I’m definitely not,” he muttered. He would clear things up once Lucian was back—let him know he hadn’t meant a single word of what he said that night.Ethan swallowed, his hand trailing to the left side of his chest. His heart was pounding, his breath slightly unsteady.He sighed, moving his hand from his chest to his

For someone as cold as Lucian, dinner must seem too common and quite boring since, according to Eric, Lucian doesn't like eating outside.Dinner out canceled.As for cinemas, Lucian's television at the apartment was big, and if he wanted to watch a newly released movie, he would.Night parties were not Ethan's thing either; he was practically terrible at such events. After a long thought, Ethan considered something more entertaining—something even Eric would approve of.A wrestling show. Ethan loved watching the sport; it was pretty much his favorite, as it reminded him of his father. They used to watch the sport together.Since Lucian was someone who seemed attracted to violence and such, Ethan guessed perhaps Lucian might find it entertaining.“I hope he does, and even if he doesn't… I'm the one taking him out, and I'll make him enjoy it.”Ethan took a deep breath, taking one last look at his casually fine outfit. His eyes flicked to his jotter, where he had jotted down the things h

Butcher threw the first attack, fast and swift; however, the man before him effortlessly shifted from his spot, dodging the blow.Butcher didn’t stop. He threw more punches, harder and faster than before, his eyes glinting with fury and excitement. One hit was enough to break a bone—at least for a human.But as time passed, frustration began to creep in. Every single one of his attacks hit nothing but empty air, as the man dodged them all… without even removing his hands from his pockets.Worse!Those bored eyes of his was not even focused on him.Who would have thought his opponent would be this interesting? Butcher hadn’t had anyone challenge his strength in a long time, and this man was doing it so effortlessly.Nah! He would break the proud facade of this mysterious man in a suit, no matter what!Butcher went all out, swinging his calloused fists with full force, adding even more impact to his attacks—yet nothing landed.He looked like a fool, dancing with no music. Who the hell wa