All Chapters of Taunted By My Obsessed Ex-husband : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Derek’s POVMy mind was like a raging storm—Kora’s phone going unanswered, her mother claiming she was fine, and now this hollow feeling in my chest telling me something was very, very wrong. I was going to get answers.When I got to the door, Lydia was blaring loud music. It was almost eight, yet she was disturbing the peace of her neighborhood. I picked up a stone, used it to knock and I stopped when the music went off and Lydia opened the door.She leaned on the door, that smile that made my toes curl with anger spread across her lips."Derek," she smiled. "I wasn't expecting to see you here.""Where is Kora?" I demanded. "Tell me where she is?""Is that why you came all the way to my house? Are you sure that is why you came here?" She tried to reach for my tie, and I immediately slapped her hand away. "I don't bite."I clenched my fist tightly, fighting the urge to give her a dirty slap that'd bring back all the senses that she lacked.“Fine." She raised her hand in mock surrender

Lydia’s POVI picked up the bucket filled with icy cold water and dumped it in Kora with a satisfied smile on my face, droplets spraying onto the dusty floor. She suddenly woke up, coughing out the water that had made their way into her mouth.“Rise and shine,” I said, waving at her. “You’ve been sleeping far too peacefully for my liking.”She looked up at me, disoriented, her eyes trying to focus. I tossed the bucket aside."Ly....Lydia." her voice came out in a whisper but I heard it. She scrunched her face in pain, I could tell her head was still hurting. That was good.I bent low before her, just enough for her to see what i was about show her. I took out her phone from my pocket and showed it to her.There were tons and tons of missed calls followed by so many text notifications. And the name that appeared again and again—Derek."Looks like your biggest fan really likes you." I laughed. "He called you how many times, let me check." I turned the phone to face me.Thirty?” I let ou

Derek’s POVThe officers walked away, back to their car, their boots crunching on gravel. Lydia’s wicked smile stayed burned in my mind long after she turned and disappeared back into the warehouse.The police had asked me to leave her alone because she had nothing to do with it. That was what she wanted. She wanted me to give up, and go home.But I wasn’t going anywhere. If I had to sleep on the cold street just to find Kora, I was ready to do it.I got into my car and drove a short distance down the road, just far enough to be out of sight. Then I Then I parked behind an abandoned shop, where I could see the roof of the warehouse.Every minute felt like an hour as I sat there, my eyes fixed intently on the building. Even if a fly flew past there, I'd notice it. The night had grown cold, and I pulled my jacket tighter around me.We had missed something, I was very sure. There was no way Lydia would randomly go to a Warehouse because that was where she sought solace from her abusive

Derek’s PovMy pulse hammered against my ribs as I sat on the edge of our bed,my head buried onto my palms. The empty house was suffocating,every tick of the click driving a sharper blade if fear into my chest.my phone lay beside me,the screen still glowing with the unanswered calls I had made to Kora’s number.Each call going to voicemail had chipped away at my sanity.i had sent text after text,my words sure enough sounded desperate,my heart pleading through the screen…..Kora where are you? please pick up…answer me.. please…but there had been no reply.My imagination tormented me with cruel images of Kora being hurt,Kora being dragged away by faceless faces, Kora's blood staining the floor as the letter had promised.my breath at this point grew shallow,and I clenched my fist untill my knuckles whitened Never had I felt so helpless,so stripped of control.the thought of losing her …my anchor….my reason….was unbearable.The sound of the front door opening jolted me like an electric shock

Derek’s PovI sat behind my desk my thoughts still burning from the heated clash with Peterson, my office felt heavy at the moment,the silence pressing down on me..I had loosened my tie as I ran through my temples,trying to regain composure.my chest still rusing and falling from the adrenaline if the confrontation,the words Peterson spat at me echoed like poison in my mind.I could feel the battle lines drawn deeper than ever before,and right there and then I knew my rival wouldn't stop until he tore me apart.A light knock sounded on the door,I straightened myself on the chair my voice curt. “Come in.”My secretary stepped inside cautiously, clutching a medium sized package in her hands. “Sir, this just arrived. It was delivered at the front desk, addressed directly to you. The receptionist thought it best to bring it to me immediately.”I had frowned up seeing that, eyeing the plain brown wrapping. There was no return address, no name. Just my name written across the surface in bold,