บททั้งหมดของ Obsession Without Rules: Boundless Des: บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

 Amara Cross POV “Of course, sir. They will be dismissed immediately.” The employee’s voice shook as she said the words. She hurried toward them with unsteady steps to carry out the order. At that moment, another employee approached, fear clear on her face as she bent deeply before Dorian’s overwhelming presence. “We apologize for this carelessness, Mr. Dorian. This way, please,” she said in a trembling voice, then pointed with her shaking hand toward the first store in the mall that had now become ours alone. Only then did his arm slide gently from around my neck. He lifted my hand and trapped it between his long fingers. His large, warm palm wrapped fully around mine. I dropped my gaze at once. My fingertips froze inside his grip, and a burning heat crept up my cheeks, as if I were holding a forbidden flame in public. We entered

Amara Cross POV“How is the fire down there?”He asked in a deep voice. A dirty edge slipped through it, wrapped in a wild hunger that almost stole my breath.I lifted my eyes to meet his. He stared at me with a steady look that shook me to my core. A half bitter smile curved my lips, mocking my own miserable state, and I answered as heat flooded my body, “You could say it is a hurricane. Followed by heavy rain. Floods that do not know how to stop.”His pupils widened in sudden shock, mixed with burning desire. His gaze devoured my features as he whispered roughly, “So honest, little one.”His fingers slid lightly, cool and thrilling, between my thighs, touching the thin fabric of my underwear. A shaky gasp escaped my chest, and his name slipped from my lips like a lost moan. “Dorian…”He replied in that strained voice filled with authority that could not be refused, “Shh. Let us fix your problem now, little one.”His fingers touched my clit over the fabric, slow and deliberate, like

Amara Cross POVMy burning curiosity dragged me toward the bag lying on the floor. My heart pounded hard inside my chest, like it was trying to break free. I bent down slowly, my fingers shaking as I opened it with extreme care. The tension almost stole my breath.I lifted my phone to my ear and whispered, my voice uneven."Wait a second. I have a lot of questions, and I want answers."His deep sigh slid through the line. It was so heavy I felt its weight in my ear. A low hum followed, shaking the quiet of the room."First… how did you get my phone number?"I asked while my hands pushed aside the top of the bag.The familiar smell of detergent rose from my neatly folded clothes. Just the way I had packed them last time."Did you forget I am your university dean? Getting your number is very easy."His voice was calm and cold, yet it sparked something warm inside me.I could not stop the smile spreading across my face. My eyes lit up with pure joy when I saw my favorite cat pants."This

Amara Cross POVDorian opened his left eye just a little. He looked at me with a half smile, like he was mocking my question about why he brought my bag, and maybe mocking my intelligence too.He slowly ran his fingers behind his ear, then lazily tugged a strand of my hair, wrapping it around his finger."I just wanted to clear up the misunderstanding about what I did..."My face changed without meaning to. I frowned. Something tight squeezed in my chest. I turned my face away from his gaze and whispered with fragile honesty, "I did not misunderstand you, believe me. I just... no one has ever done something like that for me before."I fell silent for a moment, fighting the shake in my voice, then continued,"That kind of warm, gentle care... I only felt it with you. That is why... I felt pity back then."Mr. Dorian shifted slightly, resting his back against the edge of the bed while I was still lying in his arms, hiding in his warmth.I felt his fingers brush over my forehead softly,

Amara Cross POVLayla turned toward me. Hesitation covered her face like a thin veil. She stepped closer and whispered so softly I almost did not hear her."Amara… are you okay?"I nodded without daring to lift my eyes toward the man standing behind the desk. I felt her fingers squeeze my hand for a few seconds, a silent attempt to calm me. Then she said apologetically,"I am sorry I did not wait for you outside. Max is waiting for me there. I am really sorry."I hummed quietly and forced my lips into a pale smile. The moment she left and the door closed behind her, the air in the hall suddenly grew heavy, as if oxygen itself was fading.I slowly raised my eyes. Dorian was still standing behind the old wooden desk, watching me in a powerful silence. His eyes pierced through me, as if he was weighing every beat of my heart."Come closer."He said it in a steady, deep voice.I walked forward with nervous steps. The sound of my shoes hitting the floor echoed in my ears like war drums. I