All Chapters of Cold and Cruel: His Obsession : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

The burning sensation in my throat woke me up in the middle of darkness. I pulled the blanket covering my body and got out of bed. Even though there was almost no light illuminating this place, I could still see clearly.Nick was not beside me. A slight panic interrupted this burning sensation. I swallowed my saliva and walked towards the door; maybe Nick was in the living room. Would I drink his blood again? My memory of his blood filling my throat a few hours ago intensified this burning sensation, but a moment later, a feeling of disgust followed that memory.Nick's blood... didn't feel like blood at all. It tasted like the most enjoyable thing that had ever touched my tongue. Hearing his heartbeat as his thick, warm blood saturated my throat, I had never felt such a good feeling before.But after I finished, Nick seemed to keep his distance from me. He even tried to get away from me as quickly as possible. Was he angry because I took too much of his blood? I swallowed my saliva ag

My entire body tensed when I heard it.Right after Greg told me, Nick came out of the room. His dark brown hair was still half wet, he was wearing black pants and a white shirt. One of his hands was carrying his black suit. He looked up and gave me a small smile, "You guys aren't done yet?"I could hear Greg calling my name from the phone, but I didn't answer. Nick's smile faded as he walked towards me, "Eleanor, what's wrong?" He put his suit on the pantry table before putting his hands on my waist. My body jolted slightly when he touched me, causing the corners of his mouth to turn down."Nothing." I quickly answered, not returning his hug."Did Greg make you angry again?" He released his hug and took his phone from my hand to talk to Greg. My eyes stared at his broad chest, which was half a meter away from me, but my mind was still fixed on Greg's last sentence. Elizabeth is dead?Unable to prevent my gaze from shifting to Nick's face, he had just turned off his phone, his blue eye

My heavy eyes felt difficult to open. I felt like I had just slept for a very long time, my body felt sore."No, that's enough," a man's voice sounded from beside me.Wait a minute, I recognize this voice. Where have I heard it before?"Thank you, Clea." The voice spoke again. I forced my mind to focus and remember. Where have I— I struggled to open my eyes. A dimly lit room greeted my eyes. Alastair. It was Alastair's voice."Eleanor? Are you awake?" He spoke again from beside me, but my vision was still slightly blurry."Nick..." I murmured, my voice unclear."Unfortunately, he's not here right now."I blinked my eyes a few times, even though it made my head hurt. A light blue room greeted me when my vision cleared, I was in a hotel room. It's the same hotel as when I first came to Manhattan a year and a half ago, before I met Nick. Alastair sat next to my bed, looking at me with a hint of concern. "Are you feeling better?" he asked."How—""I kidnapped you," he replied without wait

(Nicolas POV)My hands gripped the steering wheel of my car tightly, my knuckles turning white. Frustration mixed with anger, causing my eye colors to shift intermittently; this time, I couldn't control my emotions.Eleanor is still here. My instincts tell me that. Erik and Greg are searching on the other side of Manhattan; I haven't met them since Eleanor disappeared this morning. Twice. Twice in 24 hours she has disappeared, and this time, Alastair has truly kidnapped her. I don't know how none of the three of us noticed the intruder's presence. I won't stop until Eleanor returns to me, and I'll make sure this is the last time Alastair touches her.He will pay. I won't stop until Alastair pays twice... no, three times over for this.My cellphone, lying on the passenger seat, vibrated. I glanced briefly at the unknown number flashing on the screen and ignored it. I pressed harder on the accelerator, speeding through the deserted streets, which had been empty since morning until now.

When Nick said "home," I thought he would take me to his home where he lived with Greg. But his car turned towards a building I knew very well. I didn't ask until we stopped in the basement parking. Perhaps Nick planned to bring some of his work home; I could imagine how long it had been since he worked. "I'll wait here." I said as he opened my door."You'll be waiting here overnight, Eleanor." Nick lifted the corner of his mouth. He looked messy yet handsome at the same time. His jawline with stubble and messy hair contrasted with his usually neat appearance, although his eyes still looked as serious as ever.I wanted to kiss him."Eleanor?" He raised both his eyebrows, waiting for me to get out. As I stepped out, I wondered how many women like me had fallen for his charm. No, I don't think Nick ever intentionally flirted with women. Greg was more likely; the two brothers were like polar opposites. Nick led me to a smaller basement lift and took out a black card. I only then realized