Todos os capítulos de His Filthy Obsession : Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 20

Chapter 12 Elena’s POV I stayed in my room longer than usual. After what happened between Demien and his slut. When I finally stood and dressed in a simple blouse and trousers, the fabric felt cool against my skin. As I came downstairs, the quiet click of my steps echoed lightly on the polished floor. In the dining area, Maria was setting the long table. The soft clink of porcelain and the gentle pour of coffee filled the space. The rich, dark aroma of freshly brewed coffee drifted toward me, warm and familiar. When she noticed me, her expression softened into a kind smile. “Good morning, Mrs. Kane.” she said gently. “I hope you had a sweet night rest.” I returned a small smile. “Yes I did. Thank you, Maria.” She finished placing the last cup and looked at me with quiet understanding. “Try to enjoy your morning, even if it’s only for a few minutes. You deserve at least that.” Her words settled lightly in the air between us. I nodded and continued toward the table. D

Chapter 14 Elena’s POV The rest of the evening passed in a controlled blur. After the confrontation and the public kiss, Damien kept me close. His hand stayed at my back as we moved through the remaining conversations. Guests who had watched the earlier scene now looked at us with softer expressions. The earlier judgments about my appearance seemed to fade beneath the weight of what they had just witnessed. I smiled when required. I answered questions with quiet politeness. I played the role of the composed wife. Yet beneath the surface, my thoughts remained unsettled. The woman’s words still echoed. The sudden defense from Damien, followed by the deliberate kiss, left a strange tension in my chest. It had been necessary for the image. I knew that. But the warmth of his mouth and the firmness of his hand lingered longer than I wanted them to. When the event finally began to thin, Damien gave a few final nods to the remaining guests and guided me toward the exit. The night air

Chapter 16Elena’s POVThe click of the lock still echoed in the quiet room when Damien turned back toward the bed.He stood there for a moment, looking at me in the low light. The open shirt hung loosely from his shoulders. His expression was no longer the controlled distance I had grown used to. Something darker and more focused sat in his eyes now. He walked toward the bed slowly, each step deliberate, until he stood at the edge of the mattress.I remained where he had placed me, the cool sheets against my back, my pulse steady but elevated. The robe was gone. Only the thin nightclothes remained between us. When he reached down and brushed the nightwear from my shoulder, the touch was firm and unhurried.“You had the chance to walk away,” he said quietly. “You didn’t.”I met his gaze without looking away.Something shifted in his expression at that. He leaned down and kissed me again deeper this time, slower, but with the same underlying hunger that had started in the kitchen. His

Chapter 18Damien’s POVI had left the bed before sunrise.Staying any longer would have blurred the line further than I intended. After taking my shower in the bathroom. I moved quietly into my dressing room, closing the door softly behind me so the sound would not wake her up. I don’t know why I am even worrying about her. I dressed in a dark suit, and left the room.By the time the morning light strengthened, I was already downstairs with my tablet, the structure of the day firmly back in place.Elena’s POV. When I woke up the first thing I noticed was the empty space beside me. The sheets on the other side of the bed were cool. Damien was gone. For a moment I lay still, staring at the ceiling of his room, letting the memories of the night return to fragments the kitchen, the heavy stretch of him inside me, the second time after he returned from the bathroom. My body still carried the faint soreness and the lingering warmth of what he had left in me.I sat up carefully. The roo

Chapter 20Elena’s POVLila’s hand stayed on mine.“Tell me everything,” she had said, and the quiet that followed felt both heavy and strangely relieving. For the first time since the wedding, the truth was no longer locked inside my chest alone.I took a slow breath and began.“You already know I loved him,” I said quietly. “Long before the wedding. I never told you how much because it felt pointless. He was my boss. He moved through women like they meant nothing. I kept it to myself and did my job.”Lila watched me carefully, waiting.“The night everything changed, I walked in on him with someone else,” I continued. “I interrupted them because of a work crisis. After she left, he told me about the pressure from his family. His father and the board were giving him an ultimatum—settle down, marry, or lose control of the company. He said he had already chosen me as the solution.”I looked down at our hands. “I said yes. Not because I needed money. Not because I was desperate. I said y