Semua Bab His Little Obsession: Bab 101 - Bab 108

Elio “How’s he doing?” I asked eagerly, grabbing my friend, Alessandro by the wrist. His eyes linger on my grip before slowly meeting my eyes with a hint of anger. “Let go first.” He shook my arms off, adjusting the sleeves of his shirt. I shot him an ugly stare, letting out a deep breath as I waited for his response. “He’s fine.” He answered quietly, his eyes roaming in the room filled with people—mostly my family and Luca’s friend from a rival family, Neo. I exhaled with relief, my shoulder relaxing a little at his response. “May I take my leave now or do you plan to lock me in your home until your boyfriend’s awake?” Alessandro asked sarcastically, and I hissed in annoyance, waving my hands in dismissal. He took advantage of our friendship to drop sassy remarks that weren’t needed. He knew my situation with Luca, and never ceased to comment on our broken relationship every minute we were together. “What happened to him?” I asked, my fingers tracing the corners of his face. I h

Luca “Baby?” I felt a tug on my arm, stirring me from my sleep. Only Elio was bold enough to call me pet names even after telling him off. He was like a stubborn mutt who wouldn’t go away no matter how much you tried. “Can you hear me?” I felt his warm hands on my face, his breath fanning mine. I hissed in annoyance, parting my eyes. His face was barely an inch away from mine with the tip of our noses touching each other as I tried to push him off. He laughed, “You’re so red.” He teased, but I didn’t find his joke funny. I was at his home because I wanted to stay away from mine and I thought for a second, I needed him. I couldn’t believe I let his words get into my head. “Back off, Elio.” I snapped, my eyes red in anger. I was disappointed in myself. Was I that forgiving? He may have been my comfort zone in the past, but not anymore. He was nothing more than an arrogant fool who wasn’t remorseful for his actions. The smile faded on his face, “Why so hostile?” He asked st

Ivan Lights. The bright lights on the ceiling blinded my vision as I parted my eyes. A low sound left my mouth, slightly shutting my eyes. “Ivan?” A shriek echoed in my ear, causing me to flinch in shock. I cracked my neck with difficulty, my face creased with confusion as I stared into the excited eyes of Matilda Vito. She was the last person I thought of seeing on waking up. “He’s awake!” she announced and people soon crowded me. Carlos held my hand, guilt evident in his features as my eyes met his. I offered him a reassuring smile, rubbing my fingers on his palm. Questions were thrown at me, mostly to determine if I felt any discomfort. Since when were they considered about my welfare? Most especially Cristiano’s father. Why was he even here in the first place? The man hated my guts and would do anything to get me out of his way. What changed? My near-death experience? Or maybe Tiano managed to change his mind about our relationship? I doubt the bastard has it in him to hold a

CristianoDay three of Ivan’s recovery, and the uneasiness in my gut had yet to subside. Why are you staring?” Ivan asked, his cheeks tinted red, as he slapped my arm. I smiled, shaking my head in response. He narrowed his eyes in suspicion, raising his back from the bed with difficulty. “Why? Want to fuck?” He offered, and I chuckled, my eyes glinting in amusement. I often forgot he was a freak, and could ask for sex in a sick bed. “Is that what you want?” The color of my lips twitched as he snorted, shaking his head in denial. Three weeks without having to hear his serene voice, and those denials each second he wants me. “I just missed you, Tesoro.” I breathed out, rubbing the back of his hand in circular motions. He laughed, slapping his hand over mine. However, it was far from missing him, but the uneasiness his father’s words gave me. A mission he had to achieve, and I ended up messing it up? I always saw Ivan as a saint who couldn’t hurt a fly, but the moment the base was se