All Chapters of Obsessed Don: I Can Hear His Lust Now: Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

8 Chapters

Chapter 1

Vivian’s POVI had always believed my arranged husband didn’t care for me. He treated our nights together as nothing more than routine, distant in every other way. But tonight, as he turned his back after we finished, a voice—raw and desperate—shouted in my head, craving another round.Ethan pressed me against his chest the moment we stepped into the bedroom. His touch ignited fire across my skin. His lips were soft yet insistent, sucking and teasing mine, pulling me into a heat I couldn’t resist.My hands reached out for support, but all I found were Ethan’s hard, sculpted muscles and strong arms. Even through the fabric of his shirt, I could feel his body warming, his desire rising—and mine along with it.I wore a simple slip dress, yet I felt consumed, as if my entire body was melting, searching for a touch to soothe the longing that had built inside me.Today was our anniversary—a rare day when my cold, distant husband actually showed interest in me.I tried not to let myself get c

Chapter 2

Vivian’s POVAs his thoughts rumbled in my mind, I closed my eyes, and the day of our wedding came rushing back.Ethan hadn’t looked happy that day. But I was excited. I remembered standing at the far end of the red carpet, heart hammering, hands trembling as I hooked my Papa’s arm.I had fallen in love with Ethan long before our marriage alliance—maybe even before Papa first mentioned the idea of us marrying.So I was truly happy at the wedding. Who wouldn’t be? Marrying someone you love, taking his hands in yours…And Ethan stood at the altar—the most striking man I had ever seen. The suit was ordinary enough, but on him, it radiated a power and presence no one else could carry. Yet his face… so cold, distant, and expressionless.I understood. I felt a pang of sadness, but I knew—Ethan didn’t like me. To him, this marriage might have been just another strategic alliance benefiting both our families.I even helped him, finding excuses for his coldness. “It’s alright, Vivian. Ethan wil

Chapter 3

Vivian’s POVAnger and disbelief from last night surged back. Why would he act like he didn’t care when he clearly wanted the same things I did?For months, I had felt like I was forcing myself on him, chasing a man who barely tolerated me. The humiliation gnawed at me, relentless. Still, I had been the brave one, never thinking of giving up—until recently.Who taught Ethan to be a husband like this? Why did he bury every desire and thought about us, locking them away where I couldn’t reach? Did he even know how close I had come to dragging him to the courthouse? Filing for divorce?I sipped my coffee slowly and nibbled my toast, while Ethan had long finished his breakfast and now read the paper, seemingly waiting for me to finish so I could fix his tie—and give him that kiss.His thoughts echoed in my head again: “Why is she even eating toast so cute? Like a little hamster with her cheeks all puffy.”“This is the best part of the day. The other part would be lying next to her, driftin

Chapter 4

Vivian’s POV“She didn’t come join me for lunch. No morning kiss. She said the rituals are over. What went wrong? Did I upset her? Think, Ethan!”“Did she not enjoy my company anymore? Does she want another man besides me?”“It’s all your fault, Ethan. You’re probably not a good enough husband.”“There’s only one way to find out.”With that, Ethan shifted casually, just enough for his robe to fall open, revealing what lay beneath. He wore nothing but boxer briefs.His body was flawless, sculpted even better than a model’s—no exaggeration. I’d seen plenty of models before, but none could compare to him.“Did Vivian see? Did she notice I’m wearing the boxers she bought me last week?”“If she didn’t even notice me in this… maybe… maybe I shouldn’t wear anything at all?”Even as he tried to keep his expression neutral, I could see his rapid breaths, his abs moving with every inhale.I didn’t move—I just stood there, staring, feeling like I was losing my mind alongside Ethan.He had never d

Chapter 5

Vivian’s POVI swallowed hard, trying to process the out-of-the-box thought swirling in my head. Ethan caught me furrowing my brows. “What’s wrong? Something happened?”I cleared my throat and handed back his phone. “No… Just remembered Papa is probably asleep right now. I’ll call him tomorrow.”Ethan leaned back, phone in hand, as calm and unreadable as always. I stared at him, taking in his flawless posture, the dominance that radiated from every inch of him. And yet… this was the same man who had sought guidance from an online tarot-reading “master”—a pseudo-relationship coach.Worse, if my guess was right… that “master” was my sister.She was clever enough to pull off something like this. But the thing was that Katie had never been in a relationship. She called herself an adventurer, unready for any boyfriend, any girlfriend, any attachments at all.I glanced at Ethan again and sighed. First thing tomorrow: I would call my sister. Ask her directly if she had anything to do with th

Chapter 6

Vivian’s POVBefore I could think further, my phone rang again. It was Papa. “V, there’s a small opening party at our club tonight. Can you go check it out?”I didn’t have a nine-to-five schedule, but I often helped Papa oversee parties and gatherings.Only after saying yes to Papa did I realize I had already agreed to Ethan’s dinner invitation.Ethan answered on the first ring. “What’s wrong?”“I have to oversee an opening party at the club. Maybe a rain check on dinner?”He paused only a second. “When will you be done? I can come pick you up.”“I’m not sure… maybe ten?”“Okay, text me when you’re done.”“No need. I can drive myself back,” I said automatically.“It’s no bother to pick you up,” he said, insistent, direct. “I’ll come when you’re done. Don’t worry about me.”There had been times before when Ethan offered to pick me up—I usually refused to avoid troubling him, and he always went along. This was the first time he insisted after I said no.Something felt… different.Then I

Chapter 7

Vivian’s POVEthan carried me all the way from the car to our bedroom. Then he went to the kitchen, talking about making some honey water to help me rinse away the alcohol.I lay back on the pillow, eyes closed, waiting for him.When I heard footsteps, I opened my eyes. Ethan stood at the doorway—his shirt soaked, hair damp and clinging to his cheeks, right hand holding a glass of honey water steadily.He paused for a few seconds, letting me take him in. The white shirt clung to his skin, almost completely see-through, outlining his chest and faintly revealing his eight-pack.After making sure I saw, he walked slowly over and handed me the glass. “Here you go.”I fought the urge to swallow, just staring at him. “What… happened?”“Some pipes exploded in the kitchen. But don’t worry—I’ve already taken care of it.”His inner thoughts laughed in my head: “Vivian couldn’t possibly think I wet myself on purpose. Does she like this? The PDF said women love it when a man’s shirt is wet, especi

Chapter 8

Vivian’s POVThe scream that followed nearly pierced my eardrums. “Are you joking? It can’t… it can’t be!”I couldn’t resist teasing. “Master, please help me. My wife has gone all cold on me…” I repeated one of Ethan’s thoughts, the same he had texted Katie.Katie froze—then, true to her quick-witted nature, she accepted it and emailed me the full chat history between her and Ethan.At the end, she begged me not to tell Papa and not to ask Ethan to return the money. Only when I agreed did she let out a relieved sigh and hang up.I saved the most representative messages.That evening, before bed, I opened them on my laptop and placed it in front of Ethan.“Perhaps you could explain these?”It was thrilling to see my cold, distant husband’s secret confessions laid bare. But some misunderstandings needed to be cleared face-to-face. Some relationships—especially ours—couldn’t survive with me only hearing his thoughts.What if one day I couldn’t hear them anymore? What if more misunderstand

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