All Chapters of The Darkest Obsession : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

The hair on my skin prickled and my heart skipped a beat. Elias had gone visibly still on front of me, in response to the voice. He clenched his jaw and stared directly at whoever was behind me. I steadied my breathing and turned to whoever owned the voice. He stood just outside the door of Cassien's office, with Cassien at his side. I took in his features quickly but couldn't help but compare them with Cassien's. He was shorter than Cassien, with rich brown skin and his hair was slicked to the back. He wore dress pants and a black button shirt, buttoned all the way to the top, unlike Cassien who usually left the first few buttons of his left open.He noticed me staring and a corner of his lips tugged up. I struggled to keep the grimace off my face and clenched my jaw. Cassien beat me to it before I could say anything, "That's none of your business." He said sharply, in a tone that left no room for discussion.Elias kicked off the wall he was leaning on and came to stay by my side. My

The day went by fast and I couldn't decide whether I should throw myself off the balcony, have the book that Elias gave to me flung against a wall or just fall unconscious. There had to be something I could do. It's been more than 24 hours now, I mean if anyone wanted murder me in my sleep, they'd have done it in the past hour. I wasn't that difficult to predict, I was always at home studying case files and drowning in self pity. And if I wasn't doing that, I was at the station or at a bar, Ava's bar. I rarely ever went anywhere else except Kyle had decided to drag me out. Kyle. He'd stop by my apartment today to see if what I gave as a excuse was true. I should call him, let him know I'm safe. But unfortunately for me and because the universe is an ass, I didn't have a phone currently. I blew out a breath and laid back on the couch I sat on. I was exhausted, anxious and I didn't want to admit this to myself, but I felt hopeless. I'd done so much to get clues and tips and now that I

I closed the door behind me with more force than necessary, and rested my head on it. My hand lingered on the handle as I tried to steady my breathing. The black dress shirt I'd thrown on hung loose and unbuttoned, but at least I was covered now, no longer standing half naked in front of the woman who'd already seen too much. My back still burned with phantom pain from where her eyes had traced the scars, the marks that told a story I'd never wanted anyone to read, especially not her.She'd seen them all, every raised line of scar tissue that crisscrossed my back like a roadmap of pain and survival, each one a reminder of lessons learned in the cruelest ways possible. The burns, the cuts, the marks left by chains and whips and things I'd spent years trying to forget, all laid bare under her shocked gaze. The look in her eyes when she'd whispered that question, "Who did that to you?" had nearly brought me to my knees with its gentle horror.I turned and pressed my back against the door

I didn't like to admit that my control was slipping. I didn't like to let myself drift too far or think too much about it. I knew my men hated me. I could feel it from their fiery gaze and bloodshot eyes whenever I passed by them. They followed me because they feared me. Me, a 24 years old, who somehow managed to take down the original head and founder of the black rose, who had it running for years, far older than me. Of course, they feared me. They feared the skills I possessed, my ruthlessness and ability to sacrifice anything. They hated me. And wished I'd burn alive.And now, it felt like every brick I'd placed upon the other, whatever wall I'd managed to build was coming down. There was a huge crack somewhere I couldn't see and it was tearing my every progress.I still remembered it all. I remembered the way he had looked at me in the eye and cracked a smile, with blood running from the corner of his mouth. I remembered how he had called me foolish when my knife was on his neck.

Elias was down the hall, the only time I actually caught a glimpse of him during the day. He'd been scarce, appearing only when needed and disappearing. I needed to know how things were at the station, how Kyle was. It's been days and I haven't gotten anything from there. Whenever I tried to get information from Elias, he'd shove it off and be an asshole about it, telling me not to bother so much. And every single time, I'd almost explode in his face. How could I be calm? When things were out of their usual place on the edge of a cliff and had somehow stepped off that cliff, anticipating a very very hard fall. I took in a staggering breath, and tried to control the annoyance beneath my skin. I haven't seen Cassien since when I woke up screaming like it was the end of the world. My hair still felt wet against my fingers, as I raked them through it. The urge to pull at their roots was high, I wanted to shriek at this whole situation. I rarely screamed myself awake at night, it was eat