All Chapters of His Hidden Obsession : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

After our third round, Lex lies on his back beside me on the cold floor, the blanket wrapped around our waists. His eyes are shut as if he’s in deep slumber. He looks human. He looks peaceful. And entirely captivating, like a Greek god. He’s unreal. The way his thick dark hair frames the side of his face, the way he’s breathing steadily… I am swept away by him. Attraction and revulsion brew inside me. My eyes travel across the sculpted muscle of his body, the old scars, and finally settle on the wound by his side. He didn't even bother to wipe away the blood after punishing me with three body-quaking orgasms. He looks exhausted. I reach out slowly, cautiously, wanting to touch him, but before my fingers can get close, his husky voice freezes me in place.“Don't even think about it.”My breath hitches. “You're bleeding.”“It’s nothing.”“How–how did you know I was going to touch you?”His lips curl slightly. “You make so much noise.”“But I didn't say a word. I barely even moved.”Hi

No. No. I'm alive. I'm still alive. Why did my mother’s voice sound so certain that I was already gone?I look at the screen and catch a glimpse of my lovely grandma standing in the background. She looks so fragile and pale. Even through her glasses, I can see that her eyes are red and swollen from having to cry so many times over me. My heart breaks. Unbidden tears flood my vision. I turn around, staring at Lex as he picks up the empty food tray from the table.“Why are you doing this to me?”No answer.“What the hell do you actually want with me?”He still doesn't answer. “Answer me, you fucking psycho! Why are you doing this to me?”His jaw clenches. His voice is calm as he says, “Even your own mother betrayed you. So why do you care? This is your new home, Elena. I’m your family now.”He says it like it should comfort me. Instead, I feel erased. My entire history, my bonds, my pain, they're all dismissed because he’s decided to replace them. He doesn’t want to share me with anyon

After Ray drops me off at The Darkhood headquarters, I head straight to the underground garage where my car is parked. It’s near midnight by the time I drive back and pull up to my house. I drop my phone on the living room table. The first place I go straight to is the basement. From the monitor in the upper basement area, I notice immediately that something is wrong. I thought I’d see Elena pacing the four corners of her glass room, waiting for me. But she’s lying still on the floor.When I swing the door open at the top of the stairs, my mind does this weird thing. I think it's called worrying. I haven't felt that emotion in so many years. And underneath that worry, a darker sensation creeps in: fear. For only the second time in my life—ever since I became the monster my mother swore I’d turn into—I am genuinely afraid. I discard my coat, roll up the sleeves of my dark shirt as I descend the steps.I expect to hear Elena stand up the second my boots hit the bottom step and slam h

I stand in the quiet living room for a long moment after doctor Miller leaves. My mind is blank. There is a hot coal burning in my chest where my heart should be. The warm man who had panicked an hour ago is fading fast. The embarrassment of my own panic brings the dark, suffocating fog back into my chest. The beast returns, bigger and colder than before to make up for its moment of weakness. …………My father’s cold eyes stare into my soul. He gives me a condescending smirk that resembles Julian’s. I despise it. Beyond him, I can see the other children playing in the yard during their rare rest period before the next grueling drill. But my father’s arm is locked around my little arm, pulling me away.“What did I tell you, Xander?”I'm not allowed to play like the other children at the facility who get a weekly reprieve. I train harder for longer hours, and I only rest when my body breaks down. My body adapts to the training that it barely breaks down anymore. Still, I am forbidden to p

It’s been ten days since Lex came home and found me bleeding on the floor. Well, my period ended five days ago. I can only hope the sight of my blood scarred him. But I'm so glad that the cramps are gone, too.There is only one thing left, though. This dull ache in my lower back and the lingering exhaustion that makes even sitting upright feel like a chore. And then there's him. Okay, maybe that's two things. Or three. I’ve lost count. But Lex is still here. He has barely said a word to me ever since that day. He brings my meals, watches me eat, and leaves.He washes my skin, treats my body like an instrument he owns. Like something to be maintained, sanitized, and used. I'm a human-sized sex doll. When he touches me, it's never gentle or affectionate. And I hate that I look forward to those intimate moments with him.I don't look forward to the pain. No. Not the humiliation either. Just the sound of his voice. I know it sounds pathetic. I know that for sure.But the reason I look fo