All Chapters of Obsessed With My Husband's Step-Brother: Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

LeilaniI felt warm hands encircling my cold, aching and heavy body, slightly shaking me back to consciousness. I groaned and shifted my head slowly, feeling an excruciating pain attack my brain from all corners of my skull. I felt sticky all over, and I soon faintly realized when I opened my eyes to a little squint, that I was laying in a pool of congealed dark blood…“She’s alive!”“All that blood came from the dog. It’s half dead except for a faint pulse.”My strained heart started to pound again as fear suddenly gripped my soul. All I could remember was Tina. Tina. Tina. Tina- My lungs constricted from the too sudden panic and adrenaline that seized my confused brain and I started to gasp for air.“She’s fucking panicking, give us space and fucking call an ambulance!” A familiar dark voice growled and there was a bustle of activity around me. I could barely focus on my surroundings, except for

“Leila? Your gift has just been delivered.” I heard Ashley’s voice say behind me as she knocked briefly on the door, she stepped in, carrying in a box that apparently contained the gift I had paid the wedding gifts specialists to make specially for Neil. Since I could not speak to the specialists the day I planned to because of Tina’s attack, it had to wait till when I was remotely better.“Oh. Did you check it?” I asked softly.Ashley placed the box on the dressing table and turned to look at me, her eyes taking in my appearance. “Yes. To be sure there was no mistake somewhere.” She answered and I nodded slowly, not saying anything else.She sighed all of a sudden. “Sis, why won’t you go out with me? I know what happened here in this house was terrible, and we all wish we could change it. But you have been cooped up upstairs ever since you got back from the hospital, and it is not healthy. Neil has tried man

“What are you even talking about?” My heart was cracking, and so was my voice. “Is this about Tina’s attack on me? I was not being careless, she was the one who got me right in my own home. It’s not my fault that I almost got killed, so what is this sudden coldness?” My voice boiled down to a weak whisper. “The last time I saw you… you were not acting like this towards me. It was not all cold and distant. Did something happen while I was unconscious?”He was silent for a moment, before he stepped forward. Right into my personal space, my head right in front of his chest, and flooding my senses with his addictive scent that I had missed so much. God, I just wanted him to hold me, and be warm towards me again. Just like the last time. He tucked a finger under my chin and angled my face upward to meet his eyes properly.“Leilani. You don’t look okay.” His tone was surprisingly more gentle this time, and

I had no idea how long I sat there, clutching my heart and crying my eyes out, but I barely felt the soft tap on my shoulder. “Miss? Are you okay? Are you hurt?”My eyes felt sore and puffy as I slowly looked up at the owner of the soft, concerned voice. I could not see much, because my sight was watery with tears, colors and distorted shapes swimming in my vision. It looked like she bent down to my level on the floor. “I was watching you and that man from over there. And you don’t look so good right now, do you need help getting a ride back home?”My mind was still replaying Adonis’ words in repeat, torturing me and evoking a new kind of endless pain from the depths of my wounded mad shattered heart. I felt a fabric that seemed like that of a soft towel dab at my cheeks softly, and I realized that the woman was still by my side, and she was cleaning off my tears. “I understand how you feel, honey. I was in your shoes once. Love ma

LeilaniThe days that passed were nothing but a blur of pain and heartbreak. It was exactly as I had feared, that my affair with Adonis would end up as a painful one-sided love and heartbroken separation. It was my first time falling in love and I was already shattered and bleeding inside. I had blocked out the entire world, keeping to myself and wallowing in my agony.His rejection kept replaying over and over in my head, and the pieces of my dead and wounded heart cracked even further. I had cried so hard over the days, sobbing uncontrollably into my palms in the middle of the nights. Flashbacks filled my mind of the good times when Adonis could not stop himself from running his hands over my body, touching and caressing me in a way that took me to whole new heights of carnal pleasure… but those memories only evoked mind-bending pain, and more burning tears.The worst part was that I still felt my love and yearning for him grow the more I cry. Is this how lov