All Chapters of Owned By His Obsession : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Autumn jerked awake to a very loud, annoying sound coming from the bedside stand.“Right, I forgot to customize it,” he suddenly realized, looking at his old phone that had gone dead in his hands.“Vegas?” he muttered, seeing that it was past midnight.He finally swiped to answer, holding it close to his ear.“Hey Autumn, it's Remmy. Could you please get him? I couldn't reach his secretary. I'll send you the location,” he shouted above the loud music booming through the speakers.“Okay. On my way,” Autumn groaned as the call ended, swinging his feet off the bed to change into jeans and a shirt, throwing a jacket over it.Autumn took the keys from the cabinet, grateful for the driving lessons from Allison last year.He arrived about thirty minutes later, shooting a text to Vegas so Remmy would know he had arrived.“My bottle,” Julian slurred as he was dragged outside the club by Remmy, with Vegas dragging his feet closely behind them.“Hey, hope you didn't have any trouble finding this

Autumn stared at the taller guy dressed in a black cloak, with a black feathered band on his head, tilting his head to the side as if that would jog his memory.“I… I'm not quite sure,” he confessed, straightening himself.The guy peered into his eyes a little longer, making it painfully awkward, as Autumn hadn't planned to be stared down by someone.“Right, I remember now,” the guy said, snapping his fingers as a smile tugged at his lips.“Yes, we've met before, in front of the Architecture building, remember?” He paused, biting his lips slightly while looking upwards before continuing, “Your name is …”Autumn felt a small zap hit his brain. “Oh yeah, I think I remember now. Your friend came to get you, right? And, my name's Autumn by the way,” he said, watching the guy's smile deepen, spotting a dimple.“Yeah. I'm Elias, by the way,” he said, reaching a hand his way.Autumn muttered a small ‘oh’ before taking his hand. “It’s nice getting to meet you again.”Autumn's face lit up as h

The storage room was spacious and cozy, yet, Autumn felt like he was about to suffocate and the ferocious couples outside weren't making things any better. “Come on, I can see the lights on, just give us the room,” a girl yelled from outside, banging the door. It went on for a couple of minutes, before he heard the same guy screaming profanities at him, his footsteps pounding the floor as he stormed off. Autumn checked his phone. 11:47, it read, and soon his stomach began to rumble at him, a reminder that he hadn't been able to finish lunch before Vegas had whisked him away. And speaking of Vegas… Autumn could swear he still felt a lingering warmth on his lips, remembering the way Vegas' teeth had tugged at his lips early before he could get away. Or it was perhaps the bile constantly threatening to let loose. Still, he wasn't sure if it was the mere fact that Vegas had done it, or the fact that he hadn't kissed someone in over a year, but his body kept screaming at him

Vegas was a ball of nerves, trying not to sound manic, but fifteen missed text messages weren't helping matters. “He’s with me,” Remmy's voice came out calmly, a stark contrast to his fiery one. Vegas didn't know if the thought of Autumn wanting to hang out with his friend was something to cool him off or was the cause of the slight pang in his chest. He'd arrived just about thirty minutes ago, armed with a box of chocolate, not sure whether Autumn would like them or not. Frankly, he'd never seen him with a box of, anything, but it would help in his reason to see him. Ever since the party, the two hadn't been able to have a proper conversation, all the more reason why Vegas had agreed to spend time with his parents in the first place, preferring to hang out in his room at the resort rather than be around Autumn. These days, he hated how much Autumn made him feel utterly lost, which was the best way he could put it.“Where are you guys?” he said in a less fiery voice, sure that Re

The storage room was spacious and cozy, yet, Autumn felt like he was about to suffocate and the ferocious couples outside weren't making things any better. “Come on, I can see the lights on, just give us the room,” a girl yelled from outside, banging the door. It went on for a couple of minutes, before he heard the same guy screaming profanities at him, his footsteps pounding the floor as he stormed off. Autumn checked his phone. 11:47, it read, and soon his stomach began to rumble at him, a reminder that he hadn't been able to finish lunch before Vegas had whisked him away. And speaking of Vegas… Autumn could swear he still felt a lingering warmth on his lips, remembering the way Vegas' teeth had tugged at his lips early before he could get away. Or it was perhaps the bile constantly threatening to let loose. Still, he wasn't sure if it was the mere fact that Vegas had done it, or the fact that he hadn't kissed someone in over a year, but his body kept screaming at hi