SINFUL OBSESSIONCHAPTER TWENTY TWOSEBASTIAN.It read;' You think I'm playing a game? Do you think your fuck boy will protect you from me? Mark my words, you cannot run or hide"I read through the context of the words again and again trying to grasp each meaning, it was nothing less than a threat.Was she in some kind of trouble? I scanned through her cellphone to see there were at least two other messages by the same unknown sender and one of hers in response.Her response clearly indicated that she had no idea who had sent the messages either.For how long had this been going on? And why the hell had she made no damn mention of it?My next surge of instinct was to go over to the next room and yank her off the bed, we both wouldn't go anywhere until she tells me everything she knew about this motherfucker.' Your fuck boy won't save you from me ' no doubt, I was the fuck boy whoever this asshole was, was re

SINFUL OBSESSIONCHAPTER TWENTY FOUR SEBASTIAN. I stood in the kitchen,  having downed my third cup of black coffee, only because I felt it was too early for alcohol. The sound of the door slamming closed reached my ears,  and I knew she was gone. It hadn't failed to reach my realization that from the first moment she had stepped out, in those pair of jeans and a loosed blouse, the first thing she had done was to reach for her cellphone, the expression on her face had been downright nervous,  if not a little pale. She had been perhaps checking for a message?  I had deleted the last message that had came last night, it served to do more harm than good, I knew I had been right when I saw that relived look passed across her features. Without a word, she had begun to leave through the door,  a friend she had said she was going to meet. My reaction had be

SINFUL OBSESSIONCHAPTER TWENTY SIXMELISSA.My heart was still pounding heavily even seconds after he had left. I inhaled sharply closing my eyes,  right now,  I knew it wasn't just gratitude that I was feeling towards him right now,  no,  it was too strong and vivid to be termed as gratitude. Somehow,  this dominant controlling man had managed to pull on my heartstrings,  I couldn't even convince myself anymore that I was indifferent about him. Oh god!  I shouldn't be feeling this towards him,  it wasn't part of the deal. Thinking about it now,  how had he arrived at the right moment.... both times? I remembered that he had said something to the other man who had first confronted me. Had he followed me? No,  if he had,  he definitely wouldn't have been asking how the coffee with my imaginary " Paul and his girlfriend " went,

SINFUL OBSESSIONCHAPTER TWENTY EIGHTMELISSA.His cellphone had rung, I had left with that distraction. No, more like escaped. I had just wanted to break out from myself and everything, even if it was only for a short time. Starting to open up everything to him had been way more difficult than I had anticipated.Each moment I spent dragging deep breaths to my lungs made the doubts and anxiety settle more fully.He had asked who was after me. I hadn't been able to bare to him all of my internal fears, I hadn't been able to tell him that I was that a ghost might be after me.Ronnie has been dead for eight years, how could he just resurface? And resume tormenting my mind once again?Sebastian's gaze had been filled with understanding, but even then I still hadn't been able to let it out, but it had been for a whole lot different reason. If I told him about Ronnie, then I would have to open up about everything, on all the

SINFUL OBSESSIONCHAPTER THIRTY MELISSA. His intense gaze and grip around my midsection held me captive, pulling me to lean against the heat of his body. Each question cutting through my heart, until the pain became almost unbearable, like shards of glass piercing through my skin.The corners of my eyes seared with pain until his image became blurry before me.A part of me that was so afraid of what he would think of me rivaled against the piece of me that had bottled my fears for too long,  the part that longed to let everything drop out.I dragged in a deep breath,  wiping against the corners of my eyes.' He was the first person to own me ' The moment the words slipped out of my mouth,  I felt him tense against me,  the muscles of his arms wrapped around me turned rigid. " Tell me everything " He spoke in a fierce whisper. I met his searing gaze slowly,