All Chapters of The Vampire King's Obsession : Chapter 231 - Chapter 240

Dante's POVWe made our way home, and I tried not to worry about those humans. I still had this nagging feeling in me telling me that I should have killed them, but looking at Christopher beside me, I knew if I had, it would have been a mistake.“Why are you looking at me?” he asked, furrowing his eyebrows.“Nothing. I just like looking at your pretty face,” I lied, and he rolled his eyes.“Of course you do,” he smirked and looked away.I lifted his hand to my lips and kissed it. He rolled his eyes but let me still.I held his hand as I pulled into the underground parking lot.We got into the elevator and up to the penthouse. It was already evening, so there was no need to go into the office.As we got into the house, Christopher turned to me with a look.“Don't try to hide it. Something is on your mind,” he said, and I sighed and looked away.“Come on, tell me, baby,” he said, walking towards me and wrapping his arms around me.He knew all the words to say to get me to go crazy, and

Dante's POVAgain, I’m in that dream again. This time, I’m running in a field and being chased by another child.It’s my sister.I don’t know how I know this, but she’s my sister. It’s a feeling.She catches me and takes something from around my neck.“It’s my turn now,” she speaks in a language I cannot detect, but I somehow understand.The scene flips to me being tied and pulled through the town.Everyone turns their back to me except my sister, who looks older and hugs a crying old woman I assume is my mother as I am dragged along.Her children cling to her.I stumble and trip, falling, and when I land on the floor, I’m in that room again with Christopher on the floor, bleeding in front of me.I try to move to him desperately like always, but I can’t seem to move, and my eyes begin to close. I try to force them open, but I’m slipping into darkness as the vision of the man I love blurs in front of me.I pass out, and when I open my eyes, I’m in that room with a lock.I stand up and

Dante's POV It’s been days, and Hotep hadn’t called yet. I was on edge and worried. It was getting worse somehow.I couldn’t close my eyes, or I would be plagued with that recurring nightmare where I lose Christopher, and I couldn’t stop it no matter how hard I tried.Every time I woke up from one of those, it took me a while to get my head in order, and I knew that closing my eyes was not a wise decision.Once I did that, I got drawn almost immediately into that nightmare.Whenever I woke up, I had to force myself to pretend so I wouldn’t alarm Christopher, and it was getting harder to pretend like I hadn’t just lost him in a nightmare every time I woke up.I was getting unnecessarily protective, always watching him. I couldn’t help it, and it was driving me and I knew it was driving him, even crazier, so I opted to stay more in my office.I needed to give him space to be safe and independent, and any time I was around him, I couldn’t help but want to hold him close and forever.I w

Dante's POV Her body dropped on the floor, and I bent down to pick up the phone she had left behind. I opened it with her fingerprint and went through the contacts. I decided to call the last number she’d dialed before she came here. It was one of her drug lackeys, and maybe I could track the number and figure out who it belonged to. She was going to die before she could cause any harm. I kicked the door to the store open and stepped out, closing it behind me. She did me a favor by sealing every opening of the store so people outside couldn’t see in, because now, I didn’t have to worry about cleanup. I pulled out my phone to text Ann about coming to clean the place up when I sensed it. Vampires. New changelings lurking around, watching me. They were unfamiliar, but I could sense something oddly familiar about them. I turned to the restaurant where Ashley’s body lay, wondering if it was a coincidence that they were that close to it. There was no way, but I still

Ashley's POV Where was I? The last memory I had was of me dying as Dante Abyss killed me. He was a demon, and I had been sent to hell. I started to move when the smell of something delicious caught my nose. I hadn’t realized how hungry I was until I caught the whiff of that delicious, juicy smell. I opened my eyes to realize I was on a bed in a room. The delicious smell was coming from my left, and I started to stand up to follow that smell when something restrained me. I looked down to see what was holding me back and realized it was chains. I was being held down by chains. Why was that? I had just woken up. Was I really dead and in hell? Maybe I was getting tortured. “You're awake,” a familiar voice called to me, and I turned my neck instinctively to the left, following the voice. It was the boss. Had he saved me? How? I knew I was dying. That was when I realized there was someone beside him, a scared woman who was wide-eyed, her mouth taped, and she was trembling. Had h