All Chapters of Obsession : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

GueneveI drove straight to the Brentwood family company. I wondered why he was yelling over the phone, asking me to come over to his office. I wouldn’t have gone because he hasn’t even completed the task I gave to him, and the audacity to order me around—he’s messing with the wrong bitch.Unlike every other company, the Brentwood is not just some regular company. It’s a huge one, recognized both in America and globally. Our stock has been at its peak, and we are making waves in the business world. I know the Brentwood family company is such a big name, but no matter how I look at it, I don’t think all our income comes solely from this company.I mean, I know the Brentwood family company is made up of chains of other companies, but that’s not enough to give us the kind of fame we have. We are almost at the elite level. I’ve always suspected something is off; I just haven’t found a loophole yet.I drove into the company, parked my car, and angrily made my way inside. Except for my usel

ZaynI was busy playing video game in the living room when Gueneve came and sat beside me. She took one of the game pads, and without saying anything to me, she joined me in playing the game. She was looking off; she wasn’t like her usual self. I could tell something was wrong. I smiled, shifted closer to her.“Is everything okay?”She smiled and gently shook her head.“You know, sometimes I can’t help but wonder if you hate me,” she mumbled, staring at me, more like she’s observing me.“Hate you? Why would you think like that?”“Cause… I mean, Cherry and I have issues every day, and even though you barely interfere, she’s still your sister. Don’t you get angry with me sometimes?”I smiled and turned away from her, focusing my eyes back at the video game.“What do you think?”“That you probably hate me.”I smirked and sped up my finger movements on the game pad, cause she’s playing smart as well, talking to me while trying to win. Maybe she’s using the art

CherryAs we both came down from the car, I stood before the most beautiful penthouse I’ve ever seen in my entire life. I’ve always thought I was rich, but with Xavier, I kept questioning my background.“Where’s this place?” I asked Xavier, who had been quiet the whole time.“Let’s go in,” he replied and gently held my hand. I knew I was supposed to be moving right now, but why am I rooted on the spot, blushing and staring at my hand that Xavier was holding?“What’s wrong?” came his gentle voice.“Ohh, it’s nothing. I mean… I’m good,” I smiled, hiding my excitement. We got to the door, and I was surprised when Xavier typed in my name and the door opened.“Di… did you just type my name?” I pointed at myself in shock, but instead of replying, Xavier glanced at me and smirked.“Come on, you can’t keep doing that all the time,” I whined cutely as we walked into the penthouse. I swear the first thing that hit me was Xavier’s scent; every damn air in this place reeks of Xavier.I halted and

CherryI tossed in my sleep, yawning prettily as the aroma of spicy noodles filled my nose. Immediately, my eyes flipped open, and that’s when I noticed the room I was in. The events of yesterday flooded my mind—the scene at the beach, the way I stayed in Xavier’s arms all through. I instantly began to blush as I covered my face with the blanket, kicking my feet.But as soon as I heard the creaking sound of the door, I became still immediately, acting like I was still fast asleep. I wondered if Xavier was already in the room, given that I was no longer hearing any sound. It’s worse because Xavier’s footsteps barely make a sound; he’s the type that walks and you won’t even hear him. He can walk into a room and you’d be unaware of his presence. That’s how mysterious Xavier Salvatore is…Could it be that I heard wrong? But I swear I heard the door opening. Maybe I was wrong. I don’t think anyone is in this room. I slowly began to remove the blanket I was using to cover my face, and gentl

CherryThe weather was super cool, the gentle breeze sizzling. My eyes opened, and the first thing that caught my sight was the beautiful blue sky. I was still wrapped up in a white bedsheet. This is what you call living in your dreams; it’s my first time waking up on a yacht in the middle of the sea.I gently sat up on the bed, yawning freely, as the events of yesterday flashed through my mind. Damn, I can’t believe I confessed in the middle of the sea. I can still remember how my heart almost stopped the moment Xavier stopped the jet ski. I almost thought he heard me; it turned out he stopped because I unintentionally unwrapped my arms from his waist, and he just wanted to make sure I was okay.Yesterday was one of the best moments of my life, and it’s crazy how I keep waking up every day because this is not a dream—it’s fucking happening. I’m just scared that this is all too good, and I might just wake up one day and it’s all gone. I’m even scared of asking Xavier why he’s doing al