Love, Obsession, Torture のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

I woke up smothered in a bundle of cotton sheets. I tossed, groping across the bed for Jack, but I was met with more pile of sheets. I wriggled myself from the bedding, and picked up his scrunched shirt from the large area rug. I brought it to my nose and inhaled his intoxication scent—fresh water, mint and a hint of oud. The smoky and woody notes made his scent exceptionally rare and rich. I wrapped my arms around the shirt, reminiscing our steamy lovemaking last night. I chortled at the memory, my face instantly turning crimson. He was still not out of my system, but I needed food. Now!Crap! I forgot to phone Lana last night that I wouldn’t make it home, but then again, I still didn’t have my phone. I turned to his enormous bedside table and saw my phone and purse laying on the top shelf. I smiled, then picked it up. I tapped away across the screen—no calls from Lana. She was probably busy with marking and grading or she thought I still didn’t have my phone yet. Either way, I was

I strode past Anne after confirming Jack’s availability and entered his office. He stood up, striding toward me, his arms unfolding and hands opening, ready to embrace me. I reached for him as he towered over me, tiptoeing as my arms opened in invitation.He took me in his arms and hoisted me off the ground, his head buried in my thick hair cascading down my back. I held on tightly to him, while he enfolded me completely in his arms, stroking my hair and moulding himself into me as if to dissolve into my embrace.“I missed you so much.”He breathed into my hair, as he strode to his massive desk, with me cuddled against his hard chest. He set me down, tucked the strands of hair covering my face behind my ears, before brushing his lips on mine—gently and non-urgent. I instinctively threw my arms around his neck, welcoming him into my mouth. I ran my fingers through his soft hair taking all of him in.Oh, that intoxicating scent of fresh water and oud. He cupped my face, tilting it back

Among the sea of faces before him, his eyes instinctively found mine, seated in the front row, as he stepped onto the stage to deliver his ceremonial speech. He held my gaze for a moment, then kept sneaking quick glances my way as he hurried through his speech.Good! He was equally stunned. After the event, Mason, with someone in tow, made his way to Lana and me while we were interacting with other alumni. I looked flushed and flustered, with no idea what to do with my hands.As they got closer, I noticed his companion was…Millicent.How? What was happening around me?Jack behaving possessively with me and suddenly ignoring me.Mason appearing out of the blue. And now, he was together with Millicent?I looked away from them as they got closer to Lana and me. This night couldn’t get any worse.“Hi, Lana. Hi Robin.” he greeted. Millicent’s arms wrapped around his. I couldn’t care less if they were in a relationship.“Hi Mason.” Lana said, trying to force cordiality into her voice.I j

“Robin.”Jack’s voice followed me outside, laced taut with urgency.I didn’t stop…I couldn’t stop.The elevator doors dinged open, I stepped inside. The doors were sliding shut when his hand shot through, gripping my arm firmly, halting me in place before I could escape.“Don’t,” he murmured, breathing rapidly. “Not like this. Please.” “Let go of me Jack.” I choked, wriggling my arm from his grip. I was useless against his massive strength. He only tightened his hold, bringing his face closer as he tried to soothe me before pressing his forehead against mine and kissing my tears away.“Stop.” I shoved his face away from mine, struggling once more to free myself from his huge hand clamping around my arm.“ ‘There’s nothing between us. She’s nothing’ ” I whimpered, swallowing back the bile building in my throat. “Yet you had your fucking mouth all over her face.” I shouted, wiping the tears rolling down my cheeks with the back of my fingers.“Robin—”“Let me fucking go. And don’t fuck

It was a usual Tuesday again but somehow, the silence in the chemical lab felt incredibly eerie. No Millicent in sight, and certainly no Nate to make my life a living hell. Thankfully. My phone dinged as I moved to my mini office, the screen flashing on to display Jack’s fiftieth message this morning alone. He was proving mad, but I was determined to stay away from him—fuming and all. I planned on escaping anything that would remotely destruct me from finishing up quickly with my routine checks. Lana and Mike were picking me up for lunch, and I didn’t want to keep them delayed. I threw my phone in my bag, popped it in my bottom drawer before striding to the lab to begin.At 1:30 p.m., my phone rang and I knew it was Lana, instead I was met with yet another disturbing text from Mason, nagging for a meet up, instantly followed by a call. What was his problem? I truly had to put an end to his constant calls. I picked up on the third ring with Mason puffing down the phone.“Mason, I’ve to