บททั้งหมดของ Her Dark Obsession: บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 50

Anna stared at Bianca, confusion written across her face. "What are you talking about? Not good enough? Where is this coming from?""You know exactly where it is coming from.""No, I do not. You are not making sense." Anna ran a hand through her hair, clearly frustrated. "One minute you are angry about me being possessive, the next you are upset that I called you inexperienced. Which one is it?""Both! It is both!" Bianca wiped at her tears angrily. "You cannot tell Kane I belong to you and then turn around and say I am too young to handle you. You cannot have it both ways.""I was trying to deflect his questions. That is all. It was not personal.""Everything you do feels personal!" Bianca's voice cracked again. "That is the problem. You say things are business or strategy or deflection, but they feel personal to me. They hurt."Anna opened her mouth to respond, then closed it again. She was thinking, processing, trying to understand what Bianca was actually saying beneath all the em

The door closed behind Anna with a soft click that somehow felt louder than a slam would have been. Bianca stood there for a moment, staring at the closed door, her body trembling with adrenaline and anger."Fuck you," Bianca whispered to the empty room. Then louder, "Fuck you!"She knew Anna could not hear her. Anna was already gone, probably halfway down the hallway by now. But saying it out loud made Bianca feel slightly better. Slightly less powerless.She looked down at her arm where Anna had grabbed her. The skin was already reddening, finger-shaped marks visible even in the dim light. Tomorrow there would be bruises. Physical proof of Anna's control, of the way she could hurt Bianca whenever she chose.Bianca walked to the bed and grabbed the duvet, wrapping it around her nearly naked body. She had taken off the dress but had not changed into anything else yet. The burner phone was still in the dress pocket, hidden away. She would need to deal with that later. Find a proper hid

Bianca stopped struggling. Just went still against the wall, her body pressed between the cold surface and Anna's warmth. She stared up at Anna, at the conflict playing out across her face, at the way her jaw was clenched so tight it had to hurt.Anna had her pinned but was not doing anything. Just holding her there, breathing hard, like she was fighting some internal battle.And Bianca's body was betraying her. Despite the anger, despite the humiliation of being rejected, despite everything logical telling her to push Anna away and run, her body was responding. Wanting those touches. Craving them in a way that made Bianca hate herself.Every nerve ending felt like it was on fire. The lingerie felt too tight, too hot. Anna was so close Bianca could feel the heat radiating off her skin, could see the rapid rise and fall of her chest.But Anna kept denying her. Kept pulling back even as she pinned Bianca to the wall. It felt like punishment. Like Anna was deliberately withholding someth

Bianca stood there for another long moment, warring with herself. Every logical part of her brain screamed to leave. To get out of this room and away from Anna before things got even more confusing.But she could not seem to make her feet move toward the door.With a frustrated sigh, Bianca walked toward the bed. Fine. If Anna wanted a massage, she would give her a massage. Then she could leave with at least some dignity intact.She climbed onto the bed, positioning herself beside Anna's prone form. Anna's robe had fallen completely open now, exposing the smooth expanse of her back. Bianca tried not to look, tried to focus only on the task at hand.She placed her hands on Anna's shoulders, pressing down the way Anna had taught her weeks ago. Trying to remember the right amount of pressure, the circular motions that were supposed to release tension.But her hands were shaking. Her mind was still reeling from the kiss, from everything that had happened in the last hour. She could not fo

Anna woke to the harsh buzzing of her phone vibrating on the nightstand. She reached for it groggily, her body still heavy with sleep.Seven missed calls. All from Kane.Anna sat up, fully awake now. Kane never called this many times unless something was seriously wrong. She pressed the callback button and waited.He picked up on the first ring."Finally," Kane's voice was tense. "I have been trying to reach you for the past hour.""I was sleeping. What is going on?""We need to meet. Now. It is urgent."Anna ran a hand through her hair, looking at the clock on the nightstand. Just past seven in the morning. "How urgent?""Very. I cannot discuss this over the phone. Can you get to the casino in thirty minutes?"Anna hesitated. Her mind immediately went to Bianca, sleeping just down the hall. They needed to talk about last night. About everything that had happened.But Kane sounded genuinely worried. And if something was wrong with their business deal, if the shipment was compromised s