All Chapters of Dark obsessions: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Nikolai I groan softly as I feel a pair of strong arms wrapped around me. My eyes flutter open to see Adrian sleeping soundly. Last night was so magnificent and unforgettable, and seriously, I would never be able to get enough of him.The plan was to stay away from each other after having the first sex, but hell no, fucking him once, even make me more starved. I spent time staring at his pretty face as he sleeps and I don't even know when I pick up my phone and start taking pictures of him.I think I'm getting obsessed with the pretty boy lying in front of me. I made sure to take a lot of pictures of his face as quietly as possible. Dropping my phone back in the drawer beside my bed, I slowly and quietly walk out of bed, not wanting to wake him up. I walk to my closet where I pick up clothes to wear. A pair of sweatpants and a matching sweatshirt. I have something to deal with, someone, precisely.As I walk out of the closet, I take one last look at Adrian, before walking out of the

Nikolai Just when I walk into the sitting room, I see Adrian there. But he's not who catches my attention. It's Zorya and Pavel who seem to be speaking with a visibly shaken Irina.I'm going out. I already sent Kuzma and Ilya to go wait in the sub and it's only a coincidence that I met Adrian downstairs.“What's going on here?” I ask in a displeased tone, standing beside Irina who has a look of relief on her face the moment she sees me. Her eyes are watery, which only means she is about to cry.“I'm so happy that you came,” Zorya says instead with a hard look on her face. There's no day that she has ever bothered hiding her hatred for me and Irina. To hell with that! I don't care, but she shouldn't even think of hurting my sister, I'd kill her and her useless son.“And?” I draw out. “What's going on here? You better start talking, I have more important things to do.” I say in a point-out tone. I wouldn't have given a fuck about what Zorya has to say, but since it's about my sister,

Adrian It's been a week of bliss, fun and so much fucking. At some point, my arse hole began to hurt as Nikolai couldn't keep his hands off me and I couldn't keep my hands away either. It felt so good. Sneaking into his room at night, fuck and then sleep on his bed. Nikolai hardly sleeps. I can count the times that he has slept. He's always busy with something and then, he’d come back when it's almost morning and cuddle me. In the morning. I'd sneak out of his room to avoid being caught. The both of us have been playing cat and mouse with the other occupants in the house and till now, I'm sure no one had suspected us. We keep it formal when in front of others and indoors, there's a lot of fucking. Something that I've come to love too much. I enjoy being with him and strangely I don't want it to end. We're currently on our way to the Pakhan’s house. He arranged a meeting with the Bratva members. We go in as usual and there are other guards waiting. It seems like Nikolai is the

Adrian Nikolai is an ass. A fucking annoying ass. He’s careless and does things of his own free will. How did he even think of touching me in the same car as Kuzma? What if he turned and saw him touching me? Not just anywhere but on my crotch of all places. I wouldn’t have the explanation to give.Thankfully he removed his hand, but that’s not all. I noticed that he was so invested in a video that he was watching and sometimes, he’d swipe through photos. I had to check out of curiosity and I got to find out that it was all pictures and videos of me sleeping. They were all taken unaware. How would I know if I was sleeping?? It was when I slept over in his room. Who knew the sick bastard had been filming me??I couldn’t help but step hard on his shoe. I would have loved to hit him, but Kuzma might have noticed us and that was why I stepped on him instead and we got home almost immediately.I kept glaring at him till he walked towards the house as I waited behind for Kuzma. Almost immed

Nikolai After taking Irina to her room, I ask Olga to bathe her and dress her up in new clothes. After that, Olga leaves to go make her something to eat.“How are you feeling now?” I ask, sitting at the edge of the bed, tucking a dangling strand of her hair away. She still looks shaken, but has calmed down a bit. She’s no longer crying and hardly talks. All she does is nod or shake her head.“Better?” I inquire and she nods her head.“It’s fine. I’m here for you, irushka. You don’t have to be scared of anything. You’re not going to marry Ivan and Zorya will not lay her hands on you again.” I assure her and she nods as a tear drops from her eye.“Why does mom hate us so much?” She asks, a sob breaking out from her throat. I have no idea as well. This was the question I kept asking myself when I was very much younger, but now, I have decided not to care about it. I don’t need someone to love me, loving myself is enough.“I don’t know, Irushka.” I sigh, giving her my most honest reply.