Todos os capítulos de MY WILD OBSESSION : Capítulo 91 - Capítulo 100

~CHAPTER NINETY TWO~ I turn fully to face him, holding his stare. “Why am I here?” I demand, voice steady even though my pulse is hammering. “What were you doing in his office alone with him?” His tone drops an octave, controlled but dangerous, every word edged with the weight of possession. “So that’s it? You drag me to the middle of nowhere just to play these games?” I snap. The irritation in my voice is a shield, and I hope it’s thick enough to hide my racing heart. “Answer the damn question, Amelia.” He turns away from me for a moment, placing his cigarette carefully on the saucer, then leans on his desk, eyes fixed on me with that sharp, unrelenting intensity that makes my chest tighten. “I already told you,” I say, keeping my gaze down, refusing to give him the satisfaction of looking vulnerable. “We were discussing business.” “And look at my face when you talk to me.” His voice cuts through the room like a blade. The demand isn’t just words—it’s authority, possess

~CHAPTER NINETY FOUR~ Hardin grabs me by the waist, pressing my hips hard against the edge of his massive wooden desk. His hands are rough as he yanks my short flare gown up over my ass, bunching the soft fabric around my waist like he’s unwrapping something that already belongs to him. “Fuck, look at you,” he growls, voice thick with lust. Two thick fingers hook into the crotch of my soaked panties and pull them roughly to the side. Without warning, he sinks two fingers deep into my dripping cunt, curling them instantly against that sweet spot inside me. A broken moan rips from my throat. “Ahh—babe…” “Damn… Amelia,” he rasps, pumping his fingers slowly at first, letting me feel every inch as he stretches me. “You’re fucking dripping down my hand already and I haven’t even started banging this greedy little pussy yet.” I bite my lip, trying to stay quiet, but his fingers feel too good. “Since… since I walked in and saw you sitting behind this desk,” I confess breathlessly. “I

~CHAPTER NINETY SIX~Of course she wasn’t.My jaw tightens.I turn sharply. “Tia.”The housekeeper appears almost immediately, rushing forward, her head lowered respectfully. “Yes, ma’am.”“I remember clearly saying I was expecting a guest,” I say, my voice calm but firm. “A room should have been prepared for her, and she was to be treated well.”“I’m sorry, ma’am, but…” Tia hesitates, her eyes flickering nervously.“But what?” I press.“Because I told her not to take your guest’s bag inside.”The voice cuts in before Tia can finish.I don’t even need to turn, because I know damn well that is Ivy.She descends the stairs slowly, her presence deliberate, her expression calm in a way that’s meant to provoke.God. This bitch is testing me.And I’m dangerously close to letting her see exactly who I can be.But I don’t look at her. Not yet.Instead, I keep my attention on Tia. “Take my guest’s luggage to the room that was prepared,” I say, my voice steady, controlled.“That’s not happening

~CHAPTER NINETY EIGHT~I reach for the handle and pull it open.Nothing. The hallway is empty.I step out slightly, my eyes scanning both sides, expecting to catch a shadow, a movement, or anything. But there’s no one. Just silence stretching down the corridor like it’s hiding something.I frown, unsettled.Then I step back in and close the door quietly.“That’s weird,” I say, turning back to Cassie. “I could swear someone was there.”“Me too,” she replies, her voice lower now, her eyes still fixed on the door like she doesn’t trust it.For a moment, neither of us speaks.Then I walk back to the bed and sit down again, this time slower, more thoughtful.“I know you don’t support this,” I begin, my voice dropping, more serious now. “But just… keep it down. No one can find out about this, especially Hardin.”Cassie’s expression tightens immediately. “Amelia, keeping something like this from your husband? That’s not good.” She shakes her head slightly. “It’s been eight months since you g

~CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED~He’s looking down at me, a faint smile on his lips, his presence grounding in a way I didn’t realize I needed.“Babe… you’re back?” I murmur, my voice thick with sleep.“Yeah,” he replies, his voice low and warm. “You fell asleep watching a movie with our guest.”I blink, shifting slightly before glancing to the side.Cassie is sitting there, wide awake, staring at us like she’s witnessing something out of a fantasy. She bites her lip, trying, and failing, not to smile.I narrow my eyes at her slightly.She’s ridiculous.Hardin hands his work bag to Andrew without looking away from me, then bends and lifts me effortlessly into his arms. He groans a little, but I don’t pay much attention to it.I don’t even protest. I just melt into him.He turns slightly toward Cassie. “Make yourself comfortable. I’ll take her in.”“Thank you,” she says quickly, clearly enjoying every second of this. “I definitely will. Goodnight, babes.”I wave lazily from his arms. “Nighty-nigh