บททั้งหมดของ Obsession Without Rules: Boundless Des: บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 60

Amara POVWhat surgery was that? And who was it about?The questions circled in my head, opening a door of curiosity in my chest that I was not ready to face. I crossed my arms tightly over myself, like I was trying to hold my broken pieces together. My eyes dropped to the tip of my shoe as it tapped the ground in a slow, steady rhythm. I was trying to kill the tension crawling through my body like tiny ants under my skin."Alright. Good. I’ll hang up now."Dorian said it into the phone before ending the call. I looked up at him, forcing my face into a cold mask, even though the pulse in my neck betrayed the tremor I could never fully hide."My uncle called me earlier, and…"My tongue stumbled. My fingers tangled together in a nervous mess before I forced myself to look straight into his dark eyes."He said he’d be happy if we stayed for dinner… tonight."The words came out hesitant. Shaky. My stomach tightened as I waited for him to snap, to get annoyed, to show me I had pushed him t

Amara POVFor a moment, time stopped.I could only lower my head, hiding from the trap of his eyes, avoiding his gaze while my heart pounded hard against my ribs. He gave a small nod, like he understood my silent plea without needing more words. Then he set me down gently, and my feet touched the ground soaked with rain and the smell of wet earth.I stood there, my breath uneven, mixing with the scent of the damp soil… and with his scent. That deep, masculine smell that had sunk into my skin. I knew it by heart now. Better than anything else.I walked toward the living room with heavy steps. My stomach twisted. I had no appetite left.“I brought the cattle back to the barn.”I forced a pale smile onto my face. A fake one. A few seconds later, Mr. Dorian stepped in behind me. Rain still dripped from the ends of his wet hair. My aunt gasped the second she saw us. Her eyes went wide.“Oh my God! You’re both completely soaked! Wait here. I’ll get you some dry clothes.”I opened my mouth t

Amara Cross POVI wiped the tears clinging to my lashes. The moment I lifted my head, warm fingers gripped my wrist, brushing against me gently. A faint spark of warmth traveled beneath my skin, shy and teasing.“You’re pushing yourself too hard, little one… Ever since you switched your major, you’ve been like this. You’ve stayed here four nights in a row until eight in the evening.”Dorian said softly. My eyes narrowed slightly with a hint of misery, a sticky weight settling over my chest.“I’m not… really… If I could do more for my classmates, I would… but I… I’m never good at anything…”I whispered the last words quietly, bitterness lodged in my throat.Yet Mr. Dorian kept stroking my hand gently, as if brushing away the heaviness from my soul.“You are good at so much. Don’t underestimate yourself, little one.”I nodded, shy and quiet. But his tone suddenly sharpened, turning serious.“Come on, get the syringe.”I moved toward the equipment table, picked up a new syringe, and bega

Amara Cross POVI raised my eyebrows in surprise before smiling and asking him curiously."Should I ask?"He responded with a side smile, studying me."You had one question to ask… and you wasted it."I closed the door quietly behind me, slipping the key into my jeans pocket, still trying to make sense of everything."But I—"I didn’t finish. He suddenly grabbed my hand and pulled me toward him without warning. His skin brushed against mine like a sudden spark."Just get on."I obeyed silently and climbed into the car, sitting beside him as he drove off toward an unknown destination.I didn’t ask, but I watched the road quietly, trying to guess from the city’s layout where he might be taking me. The tires hummed against the asphalt, a rhythm that seeped into my ears.After a while, the car stopped in front of an old gray building, looking like an abandoned garage.The place was completely empty…I saw him unbuckle his seatbelt, then step out calmly. I followed quickly."Where are we?"

Amara Cross POVI narrowed my eyes and turned my face away, wanting to look at him… but my helmet blocked me."What do you mean by that? Was your recklessness what got you here? Making you a millionaire?"I asked loudly, full of disbelief, but he suddenly leaned toward me, pressing my back against his chest as the bike continued to rumble fast, his rigid area tapping against me with every move."Billionaire!"He said it calmly, as if it meant nothing."What? What are you saying?"I asked in shock, eyebrows raised."I’m not a millionaire… I’m a billionaire. Correct your facts."I gasped at his confident tone, coughing hard and pounding my chest, unable to believe it."You’re joking, right? How many zeros do you have next to the one in your account?"He chuckled hoarsely, then suddenly sped up the bike. I clung to him involuntarily, my breath caught in my chest."I don’t count them."He said it simply, without care, then fell silent for a moment before continuing in a low voice:"Do you