All Chapters of BRATVA'S OBSESSION : Chapter 11 - Chapter 17

Josephine A low groan escapes my lips as I roll on the cool silk sheets of the plush bed. My brows furrow with a banging headache that doesn’t seem to stop anytime soon. I blink through my blurry vision, staring straight at the dark ceiling of an unfamiliar room. Fear and anxiety creeps into my heart and I sit up immediately, my eyes darting across the strange room. Where am I? The room was huge with a luxurious interior that looked expensive. I glanced down at my outfit and notice that I wasn’t in my clubbing outfit bit a very over sized shirt that was definitely for a man. The faint addictive scent of Sasha wafts my nostrils once I take a quick sniff. Memories of last night came flooding in like a broken dam. Being too drunk and flirting with Dr Oliver, Sasha showing up from nowhere to drag me out like some wasted teenager. The horrifying feeling I had before throwing up all my guts on his car and then everything going blank. The disgusting sour taste in my mouth fr

I nervously peed into the toilet bowl with only the droplets sounds of my pee and my racing heart heard in the dingy stalls. I try to control my breathing to calm down but the psychotic look in Sasha’s eyes keep flashing into my head. My hands shiver under the running tap in fear of what was waiting for me right outside the bathroom. “You’ve got this....” I murmur. I turn the bathroom door numb and it opens with an annoying squeaking sound which makes me wince as I stare down the dimly lit hallway. Letting out a breath of relief from no sight of Sasha, I decide to head back to Evelyn. My steps echoed through the hallway but it quickly comes to a halt once I hear muffled noise coming from a beneath the dark stairway. Every cell in me screamed to run away but curiosity always killed the cat. I tiptoed just to take a quick look to see if anyone needed help that I might be able to provide. Like a fool, I inched closer and was now able to make out a few words but I co

I shouldn’t have called him. My fingers trembled, gripping my phone tightly as I stared at Sasha’s contact just after ending the call a few minutes ago. What the hell am I doing, calling a total stranger? Whoever did this wanted me to feel threatened, vulnerable and exposed and it worked because I stood in the middle of my apartment hallway, shaking with fear. My eyes shook across the hall for any sign of movement or to find anything strange but I was just being paranoid. I crossed my arms in an attempt to ease my anxiety but that didn’t help either. The elevator at the end of the hall dinged open, causing a short gasp to escape my lips. I squinted my eyes to see who it was and I felt sudden relief. Dressed in formal black pants and white shirt, Sasha strode towards me leisurely and my feet moved on their own in a hurry. A sob escaped my lips as I walked into his arms, wrapping my arms around him for comfort. He stiffened slightly but engulfed me in his arms,