Obsession

Cruz submerged himself deep into the large swimming pool, his thought going back to seeing Charvie with Nathan. His body burned more even with the coolness of the water.

With the way he was getting obsessed with her, he could gouge eyes out alongside breaking limbs that had touched her. His obsession felt like he had known her for ages.

He finally surfaced from the depth of the pool, water cascading down his marble-smooth chest, his jet-black hair glued to his face.

The current scene in the pool area felt like it was drawn out from a manga addict fantasy.

"How is he?" Cruz asked into the phone.

"He has lots of cuts on his face Sir."

MORNING.

The atmosphere in the living room was tense, everything was set just like the day Charvie had signed the contract to be Cruz's wife.

Charvie stared at the document in her hand, with a pen held between her teeth "You said you are willing to break the rules for your childhood sweetheart." The last two sentences came out stiff from Cruz's lips, as he