All Chapters of OBSESSIVELY HIS. : Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

Tessa’s pov My boyfriend fucked my best friend. The room tilted, walls blurring as if the world itself had lost its balance. The sound of skin against skin echoed in my ears, sharp and unmistakable. A woman’s voice echoed through the room, breathless and intimate. “Fuck yeah! Evan…oh daddy…oh God oh!!” The woman moaned. “Take my hole, baby. Don’t…don’t stop. Deeper honey, put that big boy deeper!” My boyfriend’s manhood dug in and out of her like a maniac in search of food. His movements were frantic as he merged himself into her. “Oh Lydia my princess, how I love your moans. How do you like my cock, huh?” Evan asked, his voice thick with lust. Her hands were tied tightly to the bed frame leaving her completely at his mercy. With his right palm caressing her breasts in a cruel manner and his left palm slapping her butt at intervals, Lydia mumbled his name while basking in her ecstasy. Tears blurred my vision. My grandfather’s medical bills crumpled in my sweaty palms. “My

Tessa’s POV Lessons from a stranger. I looked down first, imitating the slight bow of the man beside me. I felt a wave of inferiority wash over me as I concluded that whoever was behind those tinted glass was judging my whole existence, from my clothes down to my dusty shoes. “Not just anyone dared to step into Crestwood estate” the man beside me said, as though reading my thoughts. “That must have been the reason why he slowed down to decipher who you are”. “Interesting” I muttered under my breath, swallowing the rest of my questions. At the gate, he stopped and looked at me, expression unreadable. “Good luck with your contract” He said. I nodded. “Thank you…for everything”. He inclined his head slightly. “Take care of yourself, Tessa.” And then, he was gone. I stepped into the streets, head low, my feet dragging my tired body. Normally, I would have entered a taxi, but tonight, I didn’t want to be whisked away. I needed the wind, the movement, the city noises brushing ag

Leo’s pov I was getting hard. I didn’t expect anyone to be in my room. Back in the bar, I was sure I had misplaced my keys somewhere while calling my secretary to know the reason why he would book a hotel room that was out of class. Like, why would a hotel have a crazy venue for a club downstairs!? Not even in a further location. If I hadn’t remembered the pass code to the door, I would have been stuck outside. I shut the door behind me, the soft click barely settling before something in the air felt off. Not wrong exactly. Just disturbed. Like a room that had already been breathed in by someone else. Then I saw her. She stood near the bathroom door. Bare feet on the carpet. Hair damp, darker at the ends, water trickling down her shoulders and to the floor. The prominence of her chest made me hard before my brain caught up. She wasn’t wearing anything underneath. Between her thighs was clean shaved and the curves of her hips made it look more prominent. I gulped. She