All Chapters of Obsession - Love: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

I smile when she freaks out once again, saying that her father is driving her crazy with the planning of Amanda's birthday party, which will take place in a few weeks. The little one is only going to be one year old, but the celebration is going to make the news thanks to her doting grandfather, I'm sure. Like everything else in Nat's life.When I get to my car, I throw my bag on the passenger seat and drive to the bar where I've arranged to meet Oliver, a friend with benefits with whom I've been sexually involved for a long time. He's great company, he's funny, he's intelligent, and he also eats me to my heart's content, so I've got a pretty good combo in one person.I texted him earlier, saying I was going to be late because of my executioner boss, and Oliver understood, replying that he was going to wait for me because the night was young. He probably expected me not to arrive on time, because it's not the first time I've been late for the same reason.As soon as I park a little aw

“I'm not risky.” That's all I can say to try and defend myself because apparently, Valentin Salvatore knows me too well for my liking. The problem is that the words come out acidic as if to prove his point.He gives a quick sideways smile, which is quite rare. He only uses it when he's not saying what he's thinking. It's usually in our healthy spats. I imagine it's something too bad to say out loud because he's not one to hold anything back. The man doesn't hesitate to fight and say how he likes things to happen around here.“There's a lot more. I could spend the rest of the day here talking about your lack of professionalism, but I'll finish with the little gifts you receive more often than is appropriate for the workplace. Flowers, giant bears, serenades...”“It's not my fault! It's not like I'm the one sending the gifts.”“But you can make sure they're not delivered here, Miss Santoro, but to your home. Your personal life generates more gossip in this company than we've had in all

I try to take the short from my head and focus on what I do best: work. I work for several hours, as always losing the time to leave. When I leave the company, it is past eleven o'clock in the evening. It’s amazing how it always seems to be behind, no matter how long I work. Sometimes I still come home and answer some emails that arrive during the night.I go to the garage and find my driver sleeping inside the car, just waiting. Knock on the window, and Lionel gets comfortable, cleaning the imaginary drool from the corner of his mouth. He gets out of the car and opens the back door for me, apologizing with a grin. I don’t blame him.As the man starts to drive towards my house, I answer some messages that I received from my mother. I already know that it will fill me with anger for the delay because it was sent in the morning, but better late than never. I answer to my younger brother too, who calls me once again so that I go out with him. Furthermore, I never accept, nor know why Tyl

Henry bends down to say something in my ear, but I get distracted by the sight of Valentin talking to a monumental woman. She’s about his height and is very close, talking something into your ear with an easy smile. And damn! He’s smiling at her! Never seen that smile before.Valentin Salvatore is in search of his hunt, and I do not know how I feel to witness such an intimate thing from my boss. I shouldn’t have to see this, damn it. What he says to the red-haired busty pleases her too much because she makes sure to rub her big tits on him, which does not push her away."All right with you?" Henry speaks louder in my ear, and I come back to reality, realizing that I did not hear a bit of what he said."Sorry, I got distracted." With my boss flirting, complete in thought. "Let’s do this. I’m not at my best right now, why don’t you get me my number and we’ll work something out later?"He doesn’t seem too upset about the idea and does not take long to get his phone out of his pocket so I

"I do. I deserve a raise. That man owes me" I play, and he shakes his head, knowing that he won’t be able to get it out of my head.It’s something I’ve been thinking about for a while, but I need to plant myself to fit this expense into my life. I will need to give something up, but I don’t care if it means making my dad less burdened.When we had the diagnosis, it was a shock for all of us, of course. Mom had some symptoms often, which were always justified by the sedentary lifestyle, with laziness that had of exercises. If she climbed a few steps of stairs and was exhausted, said that she was not used. If you felt tingling for a whole day in the legs, it was because you slept in a bad position.It was hard to convince her that it was not normal to have symptoms like these for a long period. Luckily, she has two stubborn people around her, and me and dad didn’t give up until we took her to the doctor.After being referred to a neurologist and having a series of tests, the terrible di