Lahat ng Kabanata ng Their Deadly Obsession: Kabanata 31 - Kabanata 40

ANDREAThe house was unusually quiet when I woke up. Too quiet for a place shared with five men. My body was still warm from the memories of last night... Drew’s hand on my neck, Reid’s grip on my thighs, the way he kept pushing for more. I wouldn’t have stopped them. And that kiss… God, that kiss. A familiar throb pulsed between my legs. My hand drifted downward almost on its own, sliding along my thighs until my fingers pressed between them. I touched the same places they had, but it wasn’t the same. Something was missing. I groaned in frustration. I wanted more. I headed downstairs to the kitchen. Empty. Strange. They wouldn’t just leave without saying anything. Especially not after everything that happened. Then I heard a dull thumping sound coming from the basement, followed by the heavy bass of an unfamiliar rap song. I hesitated at the top of the stairs, unsure if I was ready to face them after last night. These new feelings they stirred in me were overwhelming. I might n

ANDREA My chest heaved as I sat in Logan’s lap, still trying to catch my breath. My thighs trembled from the intense aftershocks of what had just happened. The room felt electric, thick with the weight of everything we’d crossed. I glanced down at Logan’s hand resting possessively on my thigh. My soaked panties were still pushed to the side, leaving me completely exposed to all of them. The realization sent heat rushing up my neck. It wasn’t regret twisting in my stomach, it was something newer. Uncertainty. Is this normal? Is this how it’s supposed to feel afterward? Logan hummed against my shoulder, his arms tightening around my waist, anchoring me to him. “Breathe, baby,” he murmured, lips brushing the back of my ear. I exhaled shakily. Killian was the first to move. He stood slowly, rolling his shoulders, then grabbed a dish towel from the counter. It should have been a casual movement, but the way he avoided looking directly at me made my heart pound harder. Reid leaned fo

Andrea's POV I scan the list and start walking, with Reid and Drew trailing close behind. We’re several aisles in when I realize I forgot something. “I forgot those protein bars Logan likes. Can you two grab them real quick?” I ask. They nod and head off. While they’re gone, I try to lift a case of water into the cart. Try being the key word. I struggle for a second before someone grabs the other end, helping me. I look up expecting one of my guys, but it’s a store employee instead. “Thanks…” I glance at his name tag. “Sam.” He sets the cases in the cart and smiles. He looks young, maybe early twenties. He does a double take, and that familiar flirty look crosses his face. “No problem. I love helping pretty girls. Makes the job worth it.” I laugh awkwardly, hoping he stops there. I nervously tug at the hem of my shirt, wishing the guys would hurry back. “Do you need help with anything else? I could—” “She’s good,” Drew’s voice cuts in from behind me. I glance ov

ANDREA The engine hummed steadily under Logan’s grip as he took the next turn, the tires gliding smoothly over the pavement. The weight of the night pressed heavily on his chest, but nothing weighed on him more than the girl sitting in the passenger seat. Andrea. She shifted slightly, her thigh brushing the center console. Logan’s jaw tightened. Her presence alone consumed every thought, every decision he made. He should have been focused, locked in, running through every possible contingency for when they reached Elisha Stone. Instead, all he could feel was her. She exhaled sharply and crossed her arms, leaning back in her seat. “So are you actually going to tell me what we’re doing, or am I supposed to guess?” He kept his eyes on the road. “You’re staying in the car.” A beat of silence. She laughed. “Yeah, right.” Her grin faded. “But seriously, what’s the plan?” Logan flicked a glance at her, his grip tightening on the wheel. She was completely serious. Of course she was.

ANDREA Sleep didn’t come easily for any of us. We all lay there pretending, the heavy silence filled with unspoken tension. Drew wasn’t lying, Austin’s bed was massive. It easily fit all of us. I’d had to stop myself from snooping when we first walked in. I’d never been in his room before. Drew and Logan lay on either side of me, with Drew closest to the wall. Austin was next to Reid, and Killian took the foot of the bed. There was still plenty of room. It made me wonder why Austin needed a bed this big in the first place. “Stop thinking so much,” Logan muttered from my right. I sighed. Reid’s arm tightened around my waist. “I can’t,” I whispered. My mind kept drifting back to Elisha locked in the basement and all the cryptic things he’d said. “Go to bed, baby,” Logan said, exhaustion thick in his voice. “Do you think he’ll talk?” I asked, ignoring him. He sighed and rolled toward me, accepting he wasn’t getting any sleep. I felt Reid smirk against my neck. “No,” Logan answe