All Chapters of Obsession: His Runaway Bride: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Adrian sat in the back of his car as his fingers tapped against his knee while his mind was clearly elsewhere.'Noelle.'He gritted his teeth as the name burned at the edges of his thoughts. He had told himself he wouldn't let her matter much. And yet, here he was, hunting for her like she was a treasure, to the point of returning to the life he had once left behind.His fingers stopped as they curled into a loose fist.She thought she could just leave him. That she could disappear into a world where he wouldn't find her.She was wrong.Adrian exhaled slowly, rolling his shoulders back, but the tightness in his chest remained. He had never been a patient man. Not when something belonged to him. And Noelle...His jaw clenched.She had made a mistake. One he wasn't going to let slide.The air inside the car was filled with tension but Calix calmly sat beside him while scrolling through his phone with a lazy indifference. At the front were two of Adrian's men sitting stiffly with eyes t

Chapter 34: UndoneValerian drove through town, deciding to have his lunch at the restaurant where Noelle worked. It was a rare sight. There was no convoy, no guards, no black-suited men trailing behind him like shadows. Today, he had left them all behind.He had his men stationed at Alexei's academy to ensure his nephew's safety while Valerian attended to a more... pressing matter.It had only been a few hours since he last saw Noelle, but for some reason, she lingered in his thoughts far more than he cared to admit. She had left an imprint on him, one that refused to fade. He wasn't used to such distractions, and yet, here he was on his way to actually see her.He steered the car toward the familiar restaurant where she worked while his sharp eyes scanned the small but lively place as he pulled into an empty parking spot nearby. The scent of freshly baked bread and sizzling food wafted through the open windows, mixing with the chatter of customers enjoying their afternoon meals.'Sh

Chapter 36: DesireA low groan slipped past Noelle's lips as she stirred. Her body sank further into the unfamiliar mattress beneath her. Her limbs felt heavy, as if weighed down by exhaustion, and a dull, persistent ache pulsed through her entire body.Her brows knitted together as her breathing quickened.This wasn't her apartment.This wasn't anywhere she recognized.A rush of unease coursed through her veins, but before panic could take hold, a sharper sensation flared in her stomach. She instinctively curled inward with one hand drifting down to soothe the discomfort.But the moment her fingers touched something familiar, warm and rough—she instantly jolted up with her eyes snapping open.Her breath caught in her throat as her wide, disbelieving eyes took in the sight before her.There, beside her, was Adrian.He was slouched forward in a chair beside her bed. His head was resting against the mattress as if he had been there for hours. His breathing was slow and even. His dark la

Chapter 38: Unbearable"What do you mean he's looking for her?!" Bianca's voice cracked, filled with pure disbelief and rage. "That florist?!" She let out a bitter laugh, pacing back and forth as fury pulsed through her veins. "After everything, after all this time, he—" She stopped mid-sentence, shaking her head as if trying to process the reality of it. "He left me... for her?"Carol sighed while swirling the wine in her glass as she lounged in her chair and watched Bianca with both amusement and mild irritation. "Don't be so dramatic. Adrian hasn't left you for anyone. At least not yet, anyway." She took a sip as her red lips curled into a knowing smirk. "That's why we need to handle this before it's too late."Bianca clenched her jaw. Her perfectly applied lipstick was now smudged from biting her lip in frustration. She was the glamorous, untouchable Bianca Monroe. The starlet, the woman who had once been the only one beside Adrian Blackwood. But it had all been for nothing if he

Chapter 40: A Caged Bird's PleaNoelle stood before the open window with her hands resting limply at her sides as the salty breeze brushed against her skin. The wind was warm that carried the scent of the sea, of freedom mocking her with something she could not reach.The view before her stretched endlessly. The ocean shimmered under the golden light of the rising sun as its surface shifted between shades of deep blue and silver. Waves gently rolled in before crashing against the jagged rocks below, creating a foamy white embrace that dissolved just as quickly as it appeared.It was beautiful. A sight that should have filled her with peace.But Noelle felt nothing.Her heart was heavy and her mind was clouded with hopelessness so thick she could barely breathe.The rustling of fabric and the soft scraping of measuring tape against skin barely registered in her consciousness. The woman taking her measurements moved methodically with her cold hands as she adjusted the tape around Noelle