All Chapters of The Billionaire's Obssesion: Chapter 11 - Chapter 13

The muffled thumping of electronic beats from the strip club still reverberated in my ears when the heavy metal door closed behind me. The Manhattan night was humid, the asphalt glistening under the dim light of a flickering streetlamp, but I could barely focus my vision. The whiskey I’d downed inside flowed like slow fire through my veins, numbing my senses and turning my steps into heavy, imprecise movements. I walked toward my car, purposefully parked on the same dark, secluded street as last time. I fought it. I swear I fought every instinct in my body not to come back here. For the past few days, Dr. Li’s words echoed in my mind like a warning mantra: "You cannot cure him to cure yourself." She was right. I had already ruined Kyle’s life thirteen years ago; turning him into my private addiction now was just a more refined form of abuse. I had decided to leave him alone, even if this void in my chest was killing me, even if the frustration of feeling nothing with anyone

"It's just up there." He murmured, pointing toward the peeling facade of the building I already recognized from a distance. I said nothing. I just continued alongside him, feeling the weight of the silence and the electricity of our proximity, ready to enter the heart of the hell I had helped create. On the way, the silence was broken by his voice, a bit lower, carrying a hesitation I didn't expect. "I don't usually do this." He whispered, without looking at me. "Bringing clients to my place. It’s against my rule." I knew what that meant. He was setting a boundary, perhaps testing if I was dangerous or signaling that breaking the rule would come with a price. I knew he was doing it for the extra cash I could offer, for the security my expensive suit seemed to promise, but I decided not to treat it as a transaction in that moment. "I promise I’ll behave." I replied, trying to keep my voice soft, almost welcoming. He stopped for a second, turned to me, and gave a hal