All Chapters of Shared Obsession: A Dark MMM Romance: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

KyleIt had been a few minutes since Hayden asked me that question - "Can I fuck you?" - and I still hadn't answered. Maybe because I thought he was joking, or maybe because the way he said it was so casual, so out of nowhere, that it didn't even feel real. I mean, who just says that while they're getting head, especially from their stepbrother?I didn't respond. I just kept going like I didn't hear him. I focused instead on the way his body tensed, the quiet sounds that slipped from his lips, how his hand sometimes twitched near my hair as though he wanted to grab it but was holding back. I was good at this. And he knew it.But then... he started acting strange.I paused.At first, I thought maybe he was just close, riding that high. But then he started smiling to himself like a fool - no, like someone on drugs. His eyes weren't even looking at me anymore. They were glassy and distant. And then came the gibberish, mumbles that made no damn sense. He wasn't here. Not fully. It was lik

HaydenIt didn’t take a genius to notice Kyle was acting weird.I caught him staring at his phone for way too long. Not the usual scrolling-through-social-media kind of stare, but the kind that tightens your face and makes your fingers twitch. His thumb wasn’t even moving. He was just stuck there, eyes zoned in, chewing on his damn fingernails like something had him cornered. Then, he pushed his phone aside, his fingernails still in between his teeth.I didn’t say anything at first. Just put my own phone down slowly, pretending not to care—like I always do.“What’s with you?” I asked eventually, keeping my voice flat. Cold. I don’t know why I always talk to him like that. Maybe it’s just easier than sounding like I actually give a shit.“None of your business,” he shot back without even glancing at me.I rolled my eyes. “Whatever.”But I didn’t stop looking. I couldn’t. Even when I tried to, my gaze kept dragging back to him. His fingers were shaking a little. His brows furrowed like

MaddoxThe car ride was the quiet kind of tense. The kind that made your chest feel heavier with every turn of the wheel. It was already dark, but thankfully the roads had finally opened up after a week of stubborn traffic. The silence inside the car was louder than the soft hum of the engine. I didn’t turn on the radio—what was the point? No one had anything to say.Kyle sat in the front passenger seat beside me, his fingers occasionally tapping against his knee like he was anxious to get home. I glanced at him once in a while, but he didn’t look my way. He didn’t need to. He knew I was there.Hayden was in the backseat, arms crossed, eyes probably fixed out the window. He hadn’t said a word to me since I picked them up. Not even a nod. And maybe I deserved that. Maybe I’d been absent for too long. Too busy managing pack affairs, dealing with rogue threats, handling council meetings—always something pulling me away from home. And when I wasn’t busy, Hayden still didn’t want to see me

HaydenI was trying to be patient, I really was, but watching Kyle push food around his plate like he’d rather sink through the floor than open his mouth was driving me insane. He looked nervous, jittery, like he’d rather forget the whole damn thing ever happened. I’d given him enough time. Too much, maybe.“Aren’t you going to ask it?” I muttered, leaning toward him, my tone sharper than I intended.He shot me a look, all tight-lipped and tense. “Can you just calm down? Let’s eat first.”Maddox glanced between us, suspicion already creeping into his expression. “You can actually say it, Kyle,” he said, his voice even, almost encouraging.“No. Don’t bother,” Kyle muttered, shaking his head. “Maybe later… when it’s just the two of us.”That was it. My patience snapped clean in half. I could feel the scowl dragging at my face, so heavy Maddox had no choice but to notice.“Hayden, are you alright?” he asked carefully.I looked him dead in the eye. “Do I look like I’m alright?”He sighed,

KyleI kept my eyes on my plate, chewing slowly even though I was already almost done. It wasn’t because I was full or because the food was too much. It was because I wanted to drag out the moment. The longer I sat here, the longer I could stay with Maddox.Hayden was gone now, and that made the room quieter, almost too quiet, but I didn’t mind. Being with him like this made me feel… different. Alive. Like I was standing in the sun, even though it was just the two of us at the dining table.I didn’t want to get up. I didn’t want this to end. My fingers played idly with my fork as I took another slow bite, trying not to make it obvious that I was stalling. But then, Maddox suddenly pushed his chair back and stood up. My chest tightened instantly, a hollow ache forming there. He was leaving? Now?I looked up at him, almost in a panic. “Are you done eating?” I asked, trying to keep my voice casual, but I could hear the drop in it.Instead of answering, he leaned down—so close I could fee