Chapter one

Sinful Obsession (#2 In the Bully's Obsession) 

Chapter One 

SEBASTIAN.

"The patient has regained consciousness. " Those were the exact words I had received this morning. 

The door of my car slammed shut.  My destination was the hospital 

Almost one whole year.....eight months precisely. 

I would finally get to know the god damn truth he had been about to tell me. 

What If he had been lying?  The thought had crossed my mind these few years but like always I dismissed it. 

I would just have to kill him,  like I should have done that day. 

I was the only one aware of the fact of him being alive. 

To everyone else,  he was long dead. 

My fists clenched tight against the wheel,  my mouth set in a determined grim line,  the hospital was just a few distance away from this part of town. 

Now that the truth was only a few feet away from me,  I asked myself if I really want to find out. 

The truth might just shatter everything I've ever known,  as well as the very foundation that I had been built on. 

Had dad really kept a dark secret from us? 

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Flash back 

EIGHT MONTHS AGO 

I stared at the dying old man,  he was bleeding profusely from where he had been stabbed,  for a first attempt I would say Gracie really hit the left spot of his chest perfectly. 

Without medical care,  he wouldn't make it past the next ten minutes.  The task of sending him to hell had been left to me,  from the peripheral of my vision I saw my brother exiting with Gracie, along with this bastard's daughter,  probably going in search for my little niece. 

My little niece Hazel and her mother were the only persons I had somehow gotten connected to,  aside from dad and Hayden. 

And he had fucking hurt them.  Family was very important to us,  we didn't have much of them but we protected the ones we had.. 

Too bad the motherfucker was barely unconscious or I would have been glad to show him the meaning of hurt.  I was a little disappointed. 

My fingers tightened around the trigger , in a hurry to be done.

He croaked something under his breath,  I must commend the fact that he really did have a strong will to leave. 

I could barely make out his words. 

"Y..your bastard o...old man k.. knows everything!" he rasped,  his features contorted with pain from the effort. 

What does dad know? 

I wasn't keen on listening to the bastards dying words, but he continued anyway. 

" He I..isn't innocent ! You s..should ask him why y..your mother and s..sister h..had to die "

The hairs on my body prickled as a wave of ice ran through me. 

The filthy bastard was still lying!! 

Hell must have a very special spot for fucker like him.

 

Dad wasn't innocent. 

Fuck that. None of us were. 

But he would never do anything that would harm our family. 

Not to mention mom and Jenny.  He loved and cared about them more than he would ever care about Hayden and I. 

"I have evidence to prove it. " he muttered before his eyes shut closed.

He was no longer breathing. 

Dead? 

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He hadn't died. 

I had somehow managed to preserve him .

For eight months he had been secretly receiving treatment in one of the facilities I owned in this town.  And today,  the bastard finally regained consciousness. 

My men were all over the area,  there was no fucking way he could escape. 

Something was wrong. 

From a distance I could see the thick fudge of smoke in the air. 

The sound of Sirens .  People screaming. 

I stepped on the pedal,  a few minutes later my car was packed in front of the hospital. 

Or rather,  what remained of it. 

The fire still blazed,  everything stood in ruins. 

Ambulances... Firemen yelling orders .  Bodies ushered out in a stretcher. 

"Fuck! " The curse rolled out from me. 

What the hell had happened here? 

I went into action ,  making way past the red tape lines. 

Some doctors and nurses were still around,  trying to save as much patient as they could. 

I made my way towards one In particular.  Dr Hamilton.  He had been the one in charge of Robert. 

He caught sight of me and hurried over,  meeting me halfway. 

"What the fuck happened!  Where is he!!" I grounded out .My breath came out harsh , I tried not to snap out of control and grab the already fearful looking doctor. 

A look of sadness and worry crossed his face,  it prepared me for what to expect,  but I still needed to hear it from him. 

"The fire was too much,  we couldn't save him, same as all patient in that ward . They are all dead "

Dead. 

I stared at him speechlessly for a moment. 

I waited for eight months for this?

How the hell did the fire start?  I fucking knew it couldn't be a coincidence that Robert had also regained consciousness today. 

Someone must have done this ...

But how could it have happened?  Hayden and I have erased most of Robert's men,  

Not that they could come in here with so many of my men around.  They would have seen something. 

"I need to see fucking see the body!" I clenched out. 

A look of disapproval crossed Hamilton's features. 

"Right now , I can't possibl...." The hard look I shot him had his words dying in his .

About five minutes later,  it was in  front of me .

Burnt but was still recognizable  

It indeed was Robert.. 

The CCTV had been destroyed along with everything. 

"Boss we found out something " a men spoke from beside me .

"What! " I snapped.

He looked hesitant as if struggling for the words much to my irritation. 

"Spit it out or you'll join those dead bodies over there! " I gritted.  I had never been one to joke around,  they also knew that very well. 

"It's your father...he was spotted an hour ago,  just before the fire "

Doubts. 

Questions I shouldn't have had to think about flooded my mind.

He came here. 

He knew! 

That I had kept him alive all these while.

Did he set up the fire? To kill Robert? 

I didn't want to think further but I couldn't stop. 

Had Robert been Right? 

No. It couldn't be. 

My fists clenched tight as an unknown feeling settled in the pit of my stomach, tightening up all the knot. 

Only dad could possibly answer these questions. 

I met the doctor's gaze for a brief moment,  there was something else still nagging inside of me. 

"Hamilton? I need you to do something for me "

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