Todos os capítulos de WANTED! KING NOLAN'S OBSESSION.: Capítulo 131 - Capítulo 140

Ronnie's POV"Come on," Mom said, her voice softer now, though her eyes still carried that urgency she was trying so hard to hide behind a calm face.She placed a gentle hand on my back and nudged me forward.My legs moved, but barely.The cave was dark inside. Everything looked weird.The walls were rough and wet, and our footsteps echoed so much it felt like the cave was closing in on us.Priest Vane was standing a few feet ahead with his back to us, messing with something on a stone table. He was old, short, and skinny, with gray locs hanging past his shoulders. I hadn’t seen him much growing up, but I remembered his voice most. It was always slow, like he never cared about hurrying.He turned when he heard us approach.He looked at me first, then at my chest, almost like he could see right through my clothes. His face changed for a second, but it was gone so fast I wondered if I imagined it."Remove your shoes," Mom said.I looked at her.She gave me a small nod, her eyes steady o

Ronnie's POVA knock.That was what woke me up this morning."Ronnie!" Mom called as she continued to place those quiet knocks on the door. "You barely ate anything yesterday; you should wake up and have breakfast. After that, if you wish to sleep again, then you can go ahead." Her words sounded muffled behind the door.I could hear everything she was saying, but when I tried to move, it almost felt like an impossible task.My body was burning up so much that even the blanket had become like it was just ironed.Then came the disgusting feeling in the pit of my stomach.It settled there, irritating and troubling my whole stomach. At some point, it felt like I was going to empty my bowels there on the bed.Despite the weakness in my knee, I threw off the heavy blankets as I struggled to get to the washroom in time before I threw up all over my room.The sound of my body collapsing onto the washroom floor echoed in the room. My legs had finally given out.I held the toilet seat as if my

Ronnie’s POV“Where did you go?”Those were the first words that greeted me the moment I stepped through the front door.Mom was in the sitting room, seated by the window with a small bunch of freshly plucked flowers spread across her lap. Her hands were working slowly, trimming the stems one by one with a small pair of scissors, her eyes down on what she was doing.She didn’t look up when she asked.“I just needed some air,” I said, keeping my voice easy. “I walked around a bit.”She lifted her eyes, scanning my face the way she always did when she wasn’t entirely sure she believed me. Then she looked back down at the flowers.“You should be resting,” she said.“I know.” I shifted the strap of my bag on my shoulder. “I’m going to lie down now.”She didn’t say anything else.I walked down the hallway to my room, closed the door behind me, and leaned against it for a second.Then I let out a long, slow breath.I crossed over to the bed, dropped my bag, and sat down. My hand was already

Nolan’s POV“Your majesty, your bath is ready.” The maid announced before stepping out of the room.I had ordered a special bath to be prepared for me this morning cause I really needed to relax.It had been over two weeks, yet every memory failed to leave my mind.And then let’s not even talk about the dreams.It was like the dreams were pushing me to go after her, like they wanted to push me so hard that I wouldn’t have an option but to bring her back here.I can’t believe all this torture is centered around one woman that looks like she couldn’t even hurt a fly.The same woman I could barely ever resist.“Focus!” I whispered to myself.For the past few weeks, that had become my slang, because every single time, it felt like I was losing it.Not just that I was losing it, I was thinking about her again.The old maids didn’t exaggerate when they said this bath had a way of relaxing one’s nerves. And even if I hadn’t had any proper sleep for days, I found myself feeling so light and r

Ronnie's POV"Ronnie, what are you doing?" Mom screamed as I reached up and yanked the tape off the back of my hand, exposing the needle underneath."Getting up." I pulled the needle out, wincing slightly at the small sting of it, and pressed my thumb against the spot to stop the tiny bead of blood that followed."You cannot just remove that yourself!"I swung my legs over the side of the bed, ignoring the way the room tilted slightly when I did. I reached for the edge of the thin hospital gown I had apparently been changed into and started looking around for my actual clothes."Why are you being so childish?" Mom snapped, stepping closer, trying to physically block me from getting any further."I'm not being childish," I said. "I just want to go home.""You collapsed, Ronnie. You were unconscious. You don't just walk out of a hospital after that like nothing happened.""The smell in here makes me feel worse," I said, which wasn't entirely a lie, but wasn't the real reason either. "Ev