A KISS IN THE DARK : EMPIRE OF OBSESSION のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 81 - チャプター 90

∆EZEKIEL POV∆"Stay on this floor and don’t wander around alone."Zachary adjusted the cufflinks around his ankle while speaking, his tone was calm but carrying that same dangerous firmness that always sounded more like an order than a request.I sat against the bed with my arms crossed. "You say that as if I’m some reckless child."His eyes slowly lifted toward me, and we both stayed silent for exactly two seconds.Then simultaneously, he stated flatly. "You got shot because you ran directly into gunfire, and you call yourself not reckless?" "As if you chaining me to bed can be considered as acceptable?" I shot back immediately.A faint smirk appeared on his lips as he tried to defend himself. "And yet somehow you’re still the impulsive one between us." I narrowed my eyes at him while he walked closer toward the bed. The chain around my ankle had finally been removed that morning after endless arguments and repeated promises that I wouldn’t try to do anything that might reopen my w

∆EZEKIEL POV∆"Ezekiel," Zachary said quietly, his eyes fixed on mine as I'm not letting go of his hand. "Move your hand.""No." My fingers tightened instinctively around his wrist despite the pain shooting through my injured shoulder. Behind us, the restrained man had started crying properly now, broken sobs slipping through bloodied lips while his entire body shook against the chair."Please…" he whispered weakly. "Please don’t kill me…" I could feel the tension in the room thickening with every second. The guards had gone completely still. Even Sorin stopped speaking, watching the situation carefully from nearby.Zachary looked down briefly at my hand wrapped around his wrist before lifting his gaze back to me again. His face remained calm. Too calm."You can’t kill him in front of me," I said again, forcing the words out through my tightening throat. "Not like this."For a moment, nothing happened. Then slowly, I felt the tension leave his arm. The gun lowered slightly. The man

∆NO POV∆"You finally found someone capable of affecting you emotionally, and your first instinct was to tighten your grip until he couldn’t breathe."Sorin’s voice broke through the heavy silence of the mansion like a blade cutting through rotting fabric.The morning atmosphere felt disturbingly quiet after the chaos of the previous night. Rain still fell outside, though softer now, grey clouds swallowing most of the sunlight beyond the massive windows.Inside the living room, Zachary sat alone on the dark leather couch with an untouched glass of whiskey resting near his hand.He hadn’t slept.Not even for a second.His black shirt from yesterday remained wrinkled and half-open near the collar, dried water stains still visible along the fabric from dragging Ezekiel out of the shower hours earlier. A faint scratch rested near his neck where Ezekiel had clawed at him during the argument.But none of that mattered.Because all Zachary could still see was Ezekiel’s face.That look, not a

••NO POV••"Do you think Zeke forgot about me already?"Ariana’s gentle voice echoed softly through the hospital room while rain tapped softly against the windows outside.Maddison looked up immediately from the plastic cup of vending machine coffee in his hand and stared at her in disbelief."Forgot you?" he repeated dramatically while placing a hand over his chest like she had deeply offended him. "That idiot remembers the exact number of fries you stole from his plate three months ago. There’s no way he’d forget you dear... That's not even possible sweetie." A faint smile finally appeared on Ariana’s face.At least she smiled that made Maddison relieved a bit.The last few days had been difficult enough already in an unfamiliar place, she was shifted into a different place for further treatment. The hospital room looked warm on the surface with soft lights, blankets, flowers near the windows, and cartoons playing quietly on the television, but none of it could completely hide the

∆NO POV∆"I said stay away from him," Zachary frowned, his voice sounded low enough to make the room itself feel colder.The intruder smiled faintly afterward before slowly removing his hand from Ezekiel’s jaw. "Well," he murmured softly. "You truly came running for this fragile thing..." Zachary stepped further into the room immediately. The gun never lowered. His entire posture had changed now, sharp, tense, and terrifyingly focused. Every instinct inside him seemed locked entirely onto the creature standing beside Ezekiel’s bed. The air in the room grew heavier, thick with unspoken violence and barely contained fear."How did you even get inside this mansion?" Zachary asked coldly.The intruder ignored the question completely. Instead, his crimson gaze drifted lazily back toward Ezekiel again, studying him with unsettling fascination, as if he were something rare and delicious he wanted to savor."You should feel honored," he whispered softly, his voice like velvet wrapped aroun