All Chapters of Dark obsessions: Chapter 91 - Chapter 95

Adrian I groan softly as my eyes flutter open. My mind is hazy and I'm finding it hard to get my bearings or recollect how I'm finding myself on a bed when I was walking on the road. No, I got abducted. My eyes snap open and all the sleep vanishes. I'm greeted by a familiarity and that's when I realize that I'm in my room. In Nikolai’s house. How did I fucking get here?? “Fuck!” I curse while sitting up on the bed as I look around the room. My suit jacket is gone and I'm wearing just my white shirt which has a few buttons undone and my trousers. I should have known. I said those faces were familiar. They were Nikolai's men after all. I'm going to leave this house. There is no way that I'm going to remain here after what happened. I'm leaving. I quickly get out of bed and I head straight right out of my room as I head to Nikolai’s. He's going to have to let me go from this place. Because there is no fucking way I'm going to stay under the same roof with him with the thought that he

Adrian I have not stepped out of my room for days since I walked out on Nikolai. To everyone, my excuse has been that I'm on sick leave. Well, I'm sick, physically and emotionally. I'm dealing with a severe heartbreak that I don't think I will ever be able to recover from. I've been in the room for over four days, cuddling myself on my bed, under the duvet as I try to forget my problems. And that's one of the hardest things to do. I hear my door click, followed by footsteps, “Kuzma, I already told you that I'm not going to eat that food.” I mumble under my breath. I've barely eaten anything over the last few days and Kuzma has been trying to get me to eat. He thinks I'm really sick and even recommended I go to the hospital as I'm not getting better. “Except it's not Kuzma.” It's Irina. I can't see her yet as my head is buried under the duvet. I hear her walk to the bedside and she then drops something on the nearby drawer. I'm about to ask her to leave when she suddenly jumps on m

NikolaiWhen I went into the meeting room, Alexei was already seated, because I allowed him to walk away before I stepped out from behind the pillar I was hiding. I'm not going to marry Tatiana. And I already have a plan to go about all this? The meeting goes on and on, and seriously half of the things that Dmitri kept saying are not sinking in my head at all. The man has changed and it's quite evident that his health is deteriorating. The cancer is taking a toll on him and his dying wish is to see his daughter married. “Nikolai, will agree with me. Nikolai, right?” Mikhail's voice rings in my ears and my brows furrows as I turn to face him. I have not been listening. “Huh?” “This fucker has not been listening!!” He says in Russian as he points an accusing finger at me. “Where is your mind? Fuck!” He continues in Russia and I reply to him as we both begin to converse in Russia. “What do you want to tell me, Mikhail?” “The yakuza has been trying to get a hit on us. I say we go an