All Chapters of His Little Obsession: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Ivan Waking up to find a warm body pressed against mine stunned me. For a second, I let myself believe it was Cristiano, however, the design of my room at home was different from that in his villa. I cleared my throat, my eyes dropping down to the fair-skinned arms around my waist. I jerked back, glaring at Carlos curled on the bed. I should have kicked him out last night, but then I had him to thank for the good night's rest. I doubt I could sleep without anyone cuddling me. “Wake up, Carl.” I groaned, nudging his shoulder. He didn’t react, his body remaining stiff and his snores growing louder. I hissed in disbelief, slipping out of the bed. My head throbbed as I had flashes of last night’s scene. It wasn’t a dream after all. “I need a vacation,” I mumbled weakly, staring at my puffy eyes through the mirror. Only a vacation could make me forget everything that happened. I should have never fallen in love with that cheating asshole. I should have stuck to my slutty lifestyle, but

Cristiano“Where’s he?” I roared, storming into the Hernandez’s residence. The guards gathered in the living room, guns pointed at my body as I walked in. Jorge Hernandez stood at the center with his men surrounding him. “What are you doing in my house?” He barked, his expression stiff as he shot me an irritated gaze. I chuckled, shrugging my shoulders playfully as my eyes zeroed in on his men. A total of ten. I may be strong, but there was no way I would walk away without a scratch if I dared to fight against trained men. Not like I intended on it. I was here for the little shithead, and once I got him I would be on my way home. “You know why I am.” I gave him a pointed gaze, leaning my back against the wall as I played with my gun. He scoffed in response, feigning ignorance. He wanted to spill blood it seems. “Where’s my man?” I questioned, my voice low and dangerous as I met his gaze. “Enough hiding, Ivan. It’s time to come home.” I screamed, raising my head towards the ceiling.

CarlosThe door swung opened after a few knocks. “You brought him here?” Lolita, my girlfriend exclaimed, watching me drag him into her apartment. I hummed, slamming the doors shut as I brushed past her. I laid him on the sofa, adjusting his neck and his frail body. “Have you lost it, Carl?” She screamed, her voice high-pitched. I spun around, casting her a meaningful look before nodding in response. She snorted, stomping her feet on the floor in frustration. “You worry too much,” I muttered dismissively, glancing at Ivan as he stirred in his sleep. “He can’t wake up now.” I thought out loud, pulling out a sedative from my pocket. “What are you doing?” She questioned, her eyes widening in horror as I pressed a syringe to his neck. I don’t respond, my eyes set on the task in front of me. He whimpered in pain, trying to pry my hands off through his subconsciousness. I hissed annoyingly, watching his hands drop on their own and his body relaxing. “So persistent,” I muttered under my

CarlosDriving through the streets, I thought of ways to skin him alive, laughing at each bizarre thought that crossed my mind. However, my excitement was cut short when I didn’t find him. His men wouldn’t let me in—orders from the boss, and claimed he wasn’t home. They could be lying, but they weren’t. I knocked them out to satisfy my curiosity and it was as they claimed—The asshole wasn’t home. Where could he have possibly gone? I gritted my teeth, slamming my hands on the steering wheel. Do I return or find the bastard wherever he is and take his life? Probably the latter. There were only two places he could be if he knew what happened with Ivan—my place or my uncle’s. I turned the car, speeding off to my apartment as my heart drummed against my chest. I lowered my gaze to the dashboard, picking up the gun.“Time to put you in your place.” I grinned, my eyes sparking with darkness. Soon, Ivan won’t remember that bastard’s face or name. I’ll become the only man he thinks of no mat

LucaThe room was suffocating me, and my mom’s continuous calls were not helpful either. I shoved my phone into my pocket and walked out of the room to take a breather. I stood outside the door, the hair on my body rising with the feeling of being watched. I snapped my neck to the right, meeting an empty alley. Elio? He was the only one who would sneak peek at me. Annoying piece of shit. He could peak for as long as he doesn’t show his face to me again.I sighed, shaking the thoughts of the bastard off my head as I paced around the hallway, trying to suppress my anger. I sat on the waiting bench, throwing my head back on the wall and using my hands as support. Who knew babysitting Riz would be such a handful?“Who could it be this time?” I groaned in annoyance, taking out my phone from my pocket. The caller ID reflecting on my screen made me squint my eyes in confusion. Ivan was calling me? The only reason he would call would be because of Riz and last I checked, they weren't on goo