บททั้งหมดของ Obsession Without Rules: Boundless Des: บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 50

Amara Cross POV"There are some summaries and simple lessons here. They might help you. Take them."Dorian pointed his index finger toward a stack of neat papers on his wooden desk. I reached out, flipping through them with curiosity, until my eyes tripped over a name written in the corner of one file. It looked longer and more powerful than what my ears were used to hearing."Dorian Alessandro?" I whispered in shock. A light shiver ran through my body as I stared at the Latin letters written so perfectly.I slowly turned my face toward him. I felt his warm breath surround my neck, making my heart race."Do you have an Italian name?"I asked him, surprised. I waved the file toward him while the scent of his strong, manly cologne filled my lungs.He nodded his head silently. My eyes went wide and my eyebrows shot up in disbelief."I didn't know that! Why didn't you tell me before?"I crossed my arms over my chest and pouted my lips a little, acting hurt. My heart was thumping hard behi

Amara Cross POVI slowly lowered my eyes to my lap. I felt my cheeks burning with a soft heat that started to spread to the tips of my ears.I whispered shyly, trying to hide behind my hair. "Yes... but not this much. A whole box? Besides... I have gained some weight lately."I said those words while a tight feeling ate at my chest. I started to move around on the leather car seat nervously. I tried to make myself look smaller, wishing I could just melt into the chair and disappear from his sight.His silence did not last long. His voice came out calm but deep. It had a special warmth that made my heart shake. "You did not gain weight. You just become more beautiful every day, my temptation."I pressed my lips together tightly. Then I gave him a sharp look from the side. I felt like jumping on him just to stop his annoying flirting."Yes, I did. I saw myself in the mirror this morning. My stomach..."I stopped for a second. I frowned with a sad look while touching my waist. "It looks

Amara Cross POVI handed the basket to Aunt Gaston, who stared at me with a raised eyebrow, chewing her gum with an inspecting gaze.I followed Hannah, who was walking alongside Mr. Dorian toward one of the rooms, bouncing with excitement… clearly telling him something.My eyes widened in shock.Why is he going with her?Does he want to see pictures of my childhood… in diapers too?!I ran after them immediately, finding the album in Mr. Dorian’s hands, while Hannah flipped through it with a huge, proud smile."Look, this is Amara!" she said, pointing to a laughing picture with mischievous eyes."My uncle loved taking photos of her while Aunt changed her diaper!"I gasped, then lunged toward them, throwing myself onto Mr. Dorian sitting on the floor, covering his eyes with my trembling palms."This… this isn’t real!" I stammered."That’s another girl! Not me, do you hear?"I slowly pulled my hands away to see him staring at me with a sly look that seemed ready to laugh."Give me the al

Amara Cross POV"Who’s this?"Michael’s voice was sharp, cutting through the air like silence itself had stopped around us.I felt his arm loosen, and I took the chance to pull away, smiling nervously and a bit naïve."He’s… my university dean."Michael stared at me, shocked and stunned."Your dean? And what’s my university dean doing here?"I tapped his head lightly with my finger."It’s a long story… and he’s the one who brought me here. So just be quiet and say hello."I grabbed his arm and nudged him forward toward Mr. Dorian."Hello, sir… it’s an honor to have you in the neighborhood."Michael greeted him, extending his hand with a shy smile.Mr. Dorian raised an eyebrow slightly."You’re Michael, aren’t you?"Michael’s expression froze for a moment, then he nodded, puzzled."Yes… but how do you know my name?"I giggled to lighten the mood and whispered,"He recognized you from the album pictures."Mr. Dorian hummed quietly, while Michael shot me a mischievous grin and added,"Lo

Amara Cross POV“Didn't I tell you to stay away from me that day? But you came closer, despite the warning. I’m greedy… and I’m greedy for you, Amara… greedy beyond control. So… don’t play with me with your words.”My eyes wandered, my head bowed toward the ground as I listened to Dorian, while his hand returned to zip up my pants.But he murmured with sudden calm:“By the way… the tea you made was delicious. I really liked it.”I glanced at him in surprise, then smiled confidently:“Of course, my fingers made it.”He gave a sideways grin, that smile that could shatter my certainty:“I agree, little one… your fingers work wonders on me too.”I shot him a side glance full of irritation. I could never forget how he had denied me my climax so simply, so provocatively.“Don’t speak to me, Mr. Dorian.”I said it with anger, more stubborn than usual, while his hands slipped to my waist, lifting me gently from the swing to set me on the ground.“Feisty…”He whispered near my ear mischievousl