All Chapters of The Billionaire's Secret Obsession : Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

IRISThe first thing I felt was a weight against my back and for a solid moment, I was back at Massimo's house, and in his bed. Frightened, I jerked up and away with a sharp intake of breath but a strong arm kept me in place. Terrified, a scream tore out of my lungs and I clawed at the hand before I felt the owner move behind me. Whipping around, with wide eyes and a raging heartbeat, I found Les with sleep ruffled hair and a sleepy look but alert eyes studying me. The room we were in was dark save for a soft light coming in from the windows in our room which gave us a clear view of the town we were in.“It's okay. It's me. You're fine. You're free.” His deep voice washed over me in soothing waves as his hand left my midriff and touched my face. It was when he wiped a tear from it that I realized I had been crying. I blinked several times and nodded, too scared out of my mind to catch a breath. “Easy. Look at me.” I obeyed. “Take one breath in and one breath out.” He practiced and I

IRISDressed in a bathrobe, I dried my hair with a towel, staring at my reflection in the mirror. I did look good as a blonde but going back to being brunette was the best decision ever. I smiled to myself considering how lucky I was to have someone like Les who paid attention to my needs. Suddenly, I heard a knock on the bedroom door before it opened. “Hola.” The familiar voice of my best friend sounded muted on the other side of the bathroom door. “Breakfast is heeerrrrreee.”“Be right there!” I yelled, combing through my semi-wet hair. Once I was done, I left the bathroom and stepped into the bedroom. with a shy smile.Hilda was already making two cups of tea when I walked in and it wasn’t until she had had a taste that she raised her head and saw me. “Ay dios mío!” Hilda said, which meant ‘Oh my God’ in Spanish.She had the expression of disbelief before a big smile spread on her face and she pulled me into an embrace. “My baby is back.” She said, holding on to me and I held on

IRISThe sky was a clear blue and I watched as trees and cars passed us by while a country song played on the radio. Les was driving us back to our hometown specifically to my father's place while Hilda hitched a ride with James.A small smile bloomed on my face as I remembered her disgusted look when she realized she would be riding with James. I had never seen her affected by a man before. She was always so nonchalant when it came to men matters and sometimes even downright amused. Seeing her upset over James was a first for me since the last time she was ever this bothered was when she fell for a guy in high school but he didn't return the favor. Could it be that she likes James?“James and I will be going to Boondock city after I drop you off at your Dad's.” Les said and I immediately turned to him in alarm. “Wait what?” I queried. “Why?!”“We have to bury my Aunt.”A pang of guilt hit me as I remembered how Massimo had shot her in cold blood right in front of me. “But your Unc

IRIS“Can we still go about our day while we ruminate on this?” Les asked and I considered his request reasonable. “Sure.”I changed into one of the dresses he got me, and then we went downstairs to have brunch. All through, we ate in silence, and I hated it. I hated that I spoiled the mood between us and made it awkward with the topic of a child. After our brunch, Les took me on a tour of his mansion, and I was able to learn a few more things about him. Les was an artist who painted in his pastime, and I wondered how he was able to do that and still be an underground fighter during his teen years. I saw all the championship belts he had won and heard all the stories behind them. Then he showed me his car collections, the grounds which had a stable and two horses. By the time we were done that day, it was late evening, and we weren’t able to go shopping any more, but I didn’t mind. Getting to see a new side of him was refreshing. I got to learn that Les The Beast wasn’t really his

LES“I see you've lost all your senses posting that girl online.”I rolled my eyes at my brother who was cleaning his pistol while holding a video call with me. The sun had just gone down over the horizon, casting my office in semi darkness while the landscape of New York city came alive with colorful night lights. “I guess you can call me ‘crazy’. Crazy about her.” I smiled as I shoveled some Chinese noodles into my mouth with chopsticks.“What you will be, is sorry if you don't stop.”I stopped chewing and glared at him. My brother didn't look at me. Instead, he continued to clean his weapon as if he didn't just say something disturbing. “Why would you say that?”“Because you're being a fool right now. Posting her for the world to see, especially for our Uncle to see, is like looking into the eye of a python and spitting in its face.”James was right. I was usually a very calculated mind but lately, I have been getting carried away by my affection for Iris and may have unintentio