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His Deadly Obession. CHAPTER 29.
Rosealba gasped as Drystan looked down at her, his eyes burning with rage. She looked away from his eyes, clutching onto his dress and seeking protection from the man who was chasing her. Although the look on Drystan’s face was enough to inform Rosealba of how dead-angry he was, she still felt safe standing next to him than being chased by that man. “Are you okay?” Drystan’s undertone was laced with flickers of worries and concern that his face did not carry. Rosealba nodded her head slowly, resting her head back on his chest and clutching harder to his dress this time. Drystan’s arm curled her body into his, his arm, wrapping possessively around her body. He looked above Rosealba’s head to the man who stood still, frightened, yet unwilling to give up, “Did you just mess with my woman?” Drystan’s cold voice pierced the air, sending its chill across the man’s spine. Rosealba’s eyes widened at his choice of words but she clutched harder onto his dress, feeling the thrum of
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HIS DEADLY OBESSION. Chapter 30. Rosealba’s breath hitched and the looks in her eyes grew intense. She had not expected him to say such nasty words like they meant nothing. Yet none of the compulsive defensive organs of her body has picked a fight with it. Rather, her pussy throbbed and her nipples grew harder, poking firmly at her innocent dress. Drystan looked from her face to her nipples and he ran his tongue over his lower lips, his eyes darkening with desire as salivated at the increase in the size of her erect nipples. “Every part of your body calls my name sunshine.” He looked away from her nipples, then back to her eyes. His eyes were a garden of lust and forbidden desire as he watched through the transparency of her eyes. “Your nipples are hard sunshine.” His voice was low and raspy, communicating his desires, her desires, and still did well at arousing her already aroused arousal. Rosealba’s pussy tightened at the hazy sight of his jade eyes. They burned with
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Rosealba’s eyes opened to the blurred sight of the semi-familiar ceiling. Her eyes closed and her hand gripped the side of her forehead at the strike of a malicious headache. She grimaced, gently running her left palm over the right side of her forehead. When her eyes opened again, her blurred and faint vision slowly got clear, allowing her the liberty to know where exactly she was. After the orgasm yesterday, she had rested on his arms and fell asleep. That was the last she recalled. Rosealba’s cheeks stretched and a blush crept its way to her fluffy cheeks. She struggled to sit up, the thoughts of last night giving her more power to do so. She was not going to act like she didn't know all that happened the day before. She was drunk, but not enough to erase the memories of whatever she had with Drystan— moreover, it was the best moment of her life so far. Rosealba had always run from thoughts that concerned her inability to react to men’s touch, but for once she was letting it si
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“Your eyes are filled with needs sunshine. Needs for...”“Needs for you.” Rosealba completed. Although her voice came out in a low whisper, Drystan felt the sensation from her voice crawl down his veins. Rosealba’s cheeks flushed further and shyness consumed her. She loved every bit of this moment. Whatever it was made sense to her and she desired more. Drystan grip on her cheeks tightened and he caressed them softly. His eyes darkened with desire. “I want to have a taste of you.” His voice, firm and hoarse lingered through her head like the tingling sensation that dangled through her. “How can I give you a taste of me?” Drystan smiled at the simple question that was quick at making his cock throb. He loved the shy her, but he loved this version of her who summoned confidence to mouth all those dirty yet soothing words to him. His eyes roamed around her pretty face. From her right eyes to her left, then to her sumptuous lips. Gosh! He desired to do a lot. To kiss these pretty l
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In the dimly lit room, Drystan sat on the couch directly opposite the burner that kept the room hot. His eyes held the fire, watching it blaze harder, while his fingers thrummed on the table next to him. A knock came on his door and he held some breaths before finally giving a reply. “Come in.” His husky voice pierced the air like steel. The door opened and Lina walked in, welcomed by the chillness the room held. Meeting Drystan in a suit, or black clothes was the sole reminder of business. She knew that whatever he discussed in rooms as dark and cold as this were not conversations he held lightly. There was a fire hut to keep the room hot, but Drystan’s presence in the room had ways of sending chills down to anyone’s spin. She walked over to his seat point, halting behind him. “You requested for me.” Her voice rose above the usuals. Drystan’s grip thrum on the table came to a halt, his eyes glaring harder at the blazing fire. “Pack your bags and essentials, you ar
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Rosealba sat on the kingside bed, her cheeks stretching as she read the romance book that created the thoughts of Drystan in her head. He had asked her to stay here, In his room till he returned and she was really good at abiding by rules. Her lips twitched into a smile as she read a few interesting lines, the thoughts of Drystan spewing into her head. Her phone buzzed, vibrating against the bed. She grabbed the phone from the bed, too engrossed in each line of the book to glance at her phone. She pressed the side button before taking the phone to her ear. “Hello.” The receiver from the other ear spoke and Rosealba froze at the familiarity of the caller’s tone. She pulled the phone back from her ear to get a glimpse at who the caller could be, but the number was from an unknown source. For a second Rosealb had thought that it was Lowel. She shrugged her shoulder off, bringing the phone back to her ear. “Hello. Who am I speaking to?” Rosealba replied calmly and the line went si
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Lowel’s pace fastened as he walked around the room clearly meditating.Stephanie sat on the black couch, her right leg crossed over the left as she leaned her back into the chair, filing her nails and chewing ever so nonchalantly. “I knew that Rosealba girl was up to no good. Such a witch.” She spat in disgust, still filing he nails.Lowel's grip against his forehead tightened as he tried to distract himself from the disturbing words of Stephane, grimacing with nagging thoughts of what next to do. At the moment it was not about talks. He needed to profound solution on how to get Rosealba back or he would be doomed. “I can not believe she was never a blond….”“Shut up!” Lowel snapped. “Just. Shut. Up.” he spelled out underneath his gritted teeth. Stephnie flinched, her filer falling off her hand. She stared at Lowel, but his eyes were gleaming with rage. She opened her mouth to say something but they closed back because he had nothing to offer. “This is not the time to Yap and Yap
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Rosealba took a step back, trying to steady herself from falling. Her leg wobbled and the distance her movement gave the burning house fastened by a fraction of an inch. With lips parted and eyes that held water as much as that of an ocean, she struggled to calculate. First, her light was turned off and second, the door to her house was opened, she… she had not even been at home since the day she went to the club with Lina. If the house wanted to burn on its own, she would have been back to meet perks of aches and not a burning house— someone was behind this. The thought of someone trying to kill her sent scorching terror across her veins and her heart panged in her chest. She sniffed back, taking steps away from the door. It was not time to be sentimental, it was time to be logical and... She should not be feeling sad, weak, or lonely she sniffed back the burning tears and reached for her bag, which she hung against her shoulder. She should put a call across to Lina to come be wit
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The dismissal from Drystan was brutal, leaving no room for negotiation or hesitation. The attendant swallowed. She bowed her head, turned to her heels, and disappeared with the garment of shame that strangled her. She was gone like something that never existed and Drystan’s eyes and attention were back to their permanent spot—they only place they belonged to. The intensity of his gaze deepened with a fraction of 10 inches as he drank Rosealba in. She had changed from her white crop singlet and high-waisted washed jeans to a slightly fitted black dress that held her shape in ways he desired. His jaws clenched and jealousy slammedits fist at his chest, surging into him unnecessary rage to rip the dress off and show her who exactly she belonged to. No dress deserves to hug her with so much possession. His fist tightened subconsciously and a vein in his temple jumped as he tried to steady his unending thoughts but the image of putting her in 7 different positions here in this space
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The ride to the mall was filled with silence that fueled Rosealba’s contradicting thoughts. While Drystan’s hand worked perfectly and delicately on the wheel just the way he desired to work on her pussy. Rosealba’s mind was a jungle of mixed feelings and contradicted thoughts. While she had spent the moment at the elevator basking in the warmth of Drystan’s hand and rejoicing to have found a certificate and a man who walked the night for her, she was back to thinking about reality. Countlessly, she had cautioned her eyes from stealing glances at Drystan in other not to get him discomforted. A pang of guilt clutched at her heart and her throat struggled to swallow the void of guilt that settled there. She was such an ungrateful person for questioning the integrity of this man— a man who walked the night and storm to see her happy. A man who appeared in the middle of both physical and invisible chaos, lifting the burden of her soul and providing her comfort in every form but, reality
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The elevator door opened, revealing the sumptuous sight of Roselaba. “I was going to come get you,” Drystan mumbled, trying to steady his eyes from wandering down the curve of her hips that his side eyes were forcing into his view. A smile secured the bream of Rosealba’s lips, this time genuinely. “Thank you for the outfit,” She mumbled with sincere gratitude as she stared around the part of her body her eyes could see.The breath in Drystan’s throat hitched and all the struggle to keep his eyes away shattered. His eyes drew her in, so visible he could read any radiation from her skin. An invisible smile secured the bream of Drystan’s lips but they didn't last for a second. When he sent the outfit to her, he knew she was going to pick this—something casual yet chic. His eyes lingered a lot more than he had intended to, drinking in her beauty and taking into detail notice how greedily the high-waisted light wash jeans, snatched her tiny waist and accentuated the curve of her hips.
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Rosealba’s eyes prickled and tears stung her eyes both from pleasure and pain. “Why did you follow me?” Drystan voice raw and raspy commanded truth that should not be negotiated, but she was Rosealba who desired more than just a spank. She wasn’t this much of a bad girl, but anything from Drystsn excited her and left the room for Yern. Rosealba sucked in some breath, her stomach curling in pleasure. “I… I didn't follow you.” “I bet,” Drystan whispered against her ear, landing another smack on her ass cheeks.Rosealba’s walls tightened and she clutched onto the walls. “Fuck!!!…” Her voice rumbled as much as her body. Her pussy throbbed, burning with the need to be filled by his pressing cock. Drystan rubbed gently on the spot he had spanked to ease the burning ache, taking that moment to admire the roundness of her ass. Soft, fleshy, and… damn! He swallowed “I’d never known you enjoy games, sunshine. But guess what?” His unspoken words lingered, filling the air with anticipation.
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Drystan eyes glimmered with sparkles than they had in previous days. His tongue moved gently against his lower lips as he savored the sight of Rosealba’s succulent ass like it was his first sight of the beauty that befell him. “You are beautiful,” Drystan whispered, unable to tam the word from spilling out of his mouth. Rosealba’s thighs tightened and her cheeks burned into a blush. Her heart fluttered at the soothing compliment he rendered admist the moment of heat. Rosealba swallowed the void of shame down her throat as want and desire crawled through her, leaving her to banter with the complex needs of her body. She could feel his gaze burning through her ass like vengeful flames and she wished those flames would realistically burn her clothes off and leave her bare and naked to his gaze. Drystan moved her hair backward, his fingers grazing her neck in the act. Rosealba’s pussy tightened and her shoulder trembled softly from the gentle and deliberate graze of his fingers. Anti
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Drystan noticed the stiffness of her body and a knowing smile crept his lips. His eyes lingered on her body longer than a minute, noticing her failed attempt to turn to him. He brushed a finger at the bream of his nose, smiling inwardly at her mischief. Never had his guts ever lied to him. Her shadow, a reflection of a curvy captivating blonde at 5’7 feet had been enough for him to put everything together but he had still denied it willing to confirm his suspicions before announcing his heart a winner for always being right and, walking back here to meet her hooked against the bed still in her previous clothe spelled everything to him. He wasn't surprised, but there was a feeling of amusement that clogged him—he felt like he had discovered a dirty little secret about a lady whose appearance speaks nothing but Innocent. She sure as hell was one huge mischief guarding under the shelter of innocence and he had never been this curious to uncover something hidden. Drystan walked closer
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The moment Drystan stepped out of his room, he knew he had to slump somewhere and stroke this thirst out of his hungry cock or, he would be in his room in the twinkle of an eye, choking and slamming into Rosealba from behind. He didn't trust himself to stay in any room close to her or he would find himself running back to his room to fill her up and fuck her like he had never done to any woman before. His study had been the best place his mind blended to and he had walked hastily down there like he never did before. The moment Drystan got to his study room, he crashed into the black couch behind his big table, pulling his shirt across the room before a second could intervene and his cock bulged. Drystan breath hitched as he did away with his belt, pulling his brief down before another second could slice in. His cock bounced out, hard and veiny, it stretched smearing with precum. Drystan’s chest rosed, his breath uneven as the image of Rosealba licking on his precum spl
