All Chapters of Obsession: His Runaway Bride: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Noelle woke up with a soft yawn, stretching her arms wide as she smiled to herself at the thought of a new day and it filled her with a sense of joy. It was going to be a beautiful day.She slid out of bed, her bare feet brushing the cool wooden floor. The house was quiet, just the way she liked it. She made her way to the bathroom, catching a sleepy glimpse of herself in the mirror—messy hair, soft eyes still heavy with dreams. But the smile remained.After a few good minutes, she stepped out, feeling completely awake and refreshed. She wrapped the soft cotton towel around her body letting herself dry off. Noelle went to her closet and pulling out her favorite floral dress. It was a simple, light piece with delicate flowers that seemed to dance across the fabric. The soft cotton felt comforting against her skin as she slipped it on. Sunday had its own kind of magic.Noelle grabbed her bag from the chair by the door and slung it over her shoulder. Her steps were light as she walked o

Later that day, Noelle headed to work at the restaurant, her mind clouded by thoughts she couldn’t shake. Adrian’s memory lingered like a shadow, and though she tried to focus, it clung to her.She sighed and grabbed a pitcher of iced tea from the counter.Evelyn, watching her with concern, finally asked, “Something wrong?”Noelle forced a small smile. “Just... remembered something I didn’t want to.”Before Evelyn could pry further, a customer waved them down. Noelle quickly walked over, relieved for the distraction.She delivered the drinks with practiced ease. “Here you go. Let me know if you need anything else.”As she returned to the counter, she couldn’t ignore the feeling of being watched. She glanced around—nothing unusual. Just the regular hum of conversation and clatter of silverware.Evelyn, wiping down the counter, tried again. “You sure you’re okay?”“Just one of those days,” Noelle muttered, gripping the pitcher tighter.Evelyn gave her a skeptical look. “Your shift’s alm

The sharp chime of the alarm clock shattered Noelle's peaceful morning. She groaned into her pillow as her fingers blindly reached for the source of the noise. After a few failed swipes, she finally managed to press the snooze button, sinking back into the warmth of her blanket with a heavy sigh.But then it hit her.Today was that day.Her eyes fluttered open, sluggish with sleep, but there was no escaping reality. She had agreed to attend Alexei's family day.As his mother.And worse, with Valerian posing as her husband.Noelle groaned again, this time into her pillow, before finally forcing herself to sit up and dragged herself toward the closet. She wasn't sure what kind of event this would be, but she imagined it would be filled with other well-dressed, well-to-do parents, given that Alexei attended an elite school.Her fingers brushed through the hangers, hesitating. What exactly did one wear to pretend they belonged to a rich man's family?After a moment, she pulled out a soft

The event was lively. Parents and children mingled in clusters, chatting and admiring the bright flowers scattered throughout the space.Valerian walked beside Noelle like he owned the room. He had that effortless presence—refined, poised, and impossible to ignore.Noelle, on the other hand, kept her gaze straight ahead, trying to block out the whispers that followed her. Eyes lingered, but she focused on Alexei, who tugged at her hand.“Come on, mama! The games are starting!” he said, practically dragging her toward the courtyard.Valerian chuckled. “He’s excited.”“Is he always like this?” she asked with a quick glance and a tight smile.Outside, a wide lawn stretched before them, lined with colorful tents and activity stations. At the far end, a small stage stood beneath a banner:“Family Day: Strengthening Bonds, Creating Memories”Picnic tables, games, and laughter filled the air. It wasn’t just a school event—it felt like a performance. Parents were expected to prove how connect

-Three Days Ago-Miles had a bad feeling as he sat in his study flipping through the pages of his book. He knew this sensation too well and it was not paranoia. It was this slow, creeping weight in his gut that came before the bad news. Ever since his last conversation with Adrian, he began to hear whispers in the underground. There were murmurs of an infamous man reappearing where they shouldn't be.At first, Miles chose to ignore them.Adrian was reckless, but not stupid. Or at least that was what Miles believed back then. Adrian had a career and a life outside the bloodstained world they used to run in. Miles wanted to believe his old friend had meant it when he said he was done, that he'd finally left the underworld behind for good.But deep down, he knew better.Until he received a certain call."Calix." He muttered under his breath.A name he hadn't seen in a long time, one he'd hoped to never see again.For a moment, Miles considered letting it ring. Maybe if he ignored it, he