All Chapters of His Deadly Obsession: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

“I didn’t ask to be kept off a list.”“You want the truth, here it is.” He was louder now, finally, the control slipping in the way I had wanted and immediately could not stand. “I was sent here with a job, and you became the job’s problem..” I shoved the laptop toward him and it slid, ugly, against his forearm. “Get the fuck out of my house.”“No. I am not leaving you like this.”“Yes you are. You don’t stay here tonight, you don’t sleep in that bed, and you don’t check my doors like you didn’t just admit you are the thing in the dark.”RAFAEL He started crying in the middle of a sentence, and it wasn’t the tight, angry kind I’d watched him swallow after the teddy bear or the alley. This came up through his chest and broke his voice apart, and he stood in the wreck of the kitchen with my shirt on and water running down his face like he’d stopped being able to hold anything in. I felt it in my own chest, a sharp wrong pressure that had no business being there, and I didn’t understan

CHAPTER 93CASSIAN Three days in that room was enough. I put on last night’s black shirt, ignored Maya’s texts, ignored Sofia’s landing message, and let a car take me somewhere loud enough that I wouldn’t hear my own head.The club was a mistake the second I walked in. Too many bodies, too much bass, lights cutting the floor into pieces I couldn’t keep track of, but I went in anyway because going home meant the kitchen and the laptop and the voice that had called me nothing. I drank at the bar first, badly, whatever they put in front of me, and I didn’t keep count because counting would have made it look like I still cared about morning.Then I danced.I let a stranger pull me into the crush and I went with it, hips against someone I didn’t know, hands on a waist that wasn’t his, grinding because the music wanted movement and movement was easier than thinking. Another man came in behind me and I didn’t stop him. I rolled with it, head tipped back, mouth open on a laugh that didn’t be

CHAPTER 95CASSIANThe house was quiet when we got in. Rafael locked the door behind us and stayed by it, keys still in his hand, blood drying on his knuckles. I dropped my shoes by the mat and turned around before he could walk past me into the kitchen like the morning was already over.“I’ve been talking since the garage,” I said. “You heard all of it. You can stop pretending you didn’t.”He set the keys on the table. He didn’t look at me.“Rafael.”Nothing. He flexed his hand once, the split knuckle pulling, and started toward the sink.I stepped in front of him and put both hands on his chest and shoved. He moved half a step. That was all. He caught himself on the counter and finally looked at me, and I hated that I had to push him to get even that.“What the fuck is wrong with you?” I said. “I’ve been talking to you since we got in the car and you’re not answering me. Why are you acting like I’m the only one who did something wrong? You did something wrong too. You used me. You s

CHAPTER 97CASSIAN I went off the couch and onto the floor with him before I could talk myself out of it. My arms went around his neck and I felt him go stiff, then break, then hold me like he’d been waiting for permission he didn’t think he’d get. He was still on his knees. I could feel his breath hitch against my throat, feel the shake in his hands when they finally closed on my back, feel how hard he was trying not to crush me and how badly he wanted to.“I’m so fucking sorry, baby,” he said into my shoulder. “I’m so fucking sorry. I didn’t intend to use you. I was so fucking— I didn’t know how to stop the path without putting you on it. I’m sorry. I’m sorry.”“Hey.” I pulled back just enough to see his face, the wet at the edges of his eyes, the mouth that had just burned the world for me on a friend’s floor. “It’s fine. It’s not fine like the laptop didn’t happen. It’s fine like I’m still here. If you must know, I’m in love with you as well. Excuse me. I love you.”He stared at

CHAPTER 98CASSIAN I climbed off his stomach and stripped the rest of the way while he lay there cuffed and blind, cock wet against his belly and leaking like the sound of my zipper might finish him.“Don’t you dare cum,” I said.“I won’t.” His voice was already wrecked. “I won’t. Just please. Please sit on it. I’ve been begging you and I can still taste your spit and I need you so badly I can’t feel my hands.”I straddled his hips and dragged the head of his cock through the slick between my ass and my balls, slow and mean, not taking him yet. He jerked so hard the cuffs rattled. I fisted his hair with one hand and yanked his head back so his throat was bare, and the sound he made wasn’t a word.“You feel that?” I asked. “That’s how wet I got from watching you whimper. You haven’t even been inside me and I’m dripping on you.”“Cassian. Baby. Please.”I sank down on him in one long slide.The stretch burned in the best way, thick and hot and too much, and I had to stop halfway with m