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All Chapters of The Darkest Obsession : Chapter 1 - Chapter 4
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Chapter 1
The Darkest Obsession /Omokhafue
"Tell me what you know about the Black Rose," I demanded, my voice firm as I loomed over the suspect seated on the iron chair. We'd apprehended him after a heist at the fifth precinct downtown. He was caught earlier trying to steal a prized possession in the New Haven museum. He was brought into the station and that's when we noticed he was part of them. He had their signature tattoo at the back of his ears. A black rose. I lowered myself to eye level, my gaze locked onto his. "You will tell me what you know about the Black Rose." I gritted my teeth, struggling to maintain my composure. For the past five minutes, I'd been trying to extract information from him, but he'd remained stubbornly silent. If not for the faint rise and fall of his chest, I would've thought he was dead. I took a deep breath and began to speak in hushed tones, my voice barely audible. "Years ago, I had issues controlling my temper.", I brushed his hair back with one my fingers, "I broke my fingers punching w
Last Updated : 2025-04-21Chapter 2
The Darkest Obsession /Omokhafue
He looked up at me with eyes glinting with mischief and a corner of his lips titled up. "You're late", he said in a low whisper, audible enough for me to hear but barely. He was dressed in black pants and a black button up shirt,with its first buttons left undone and the sleeves folded up to his elbow. He took a step closer, disregarding my statement. "I said 'drop your weapon'!", I shouted, tightening the hold I had on my gun. My legs shook slightly. Out of fear or something else? I was unsure. But it was certain,I was scared. I grinded my teeth and aimed the gun in between his eyes ,"I'll shoot! Drop the damn knife" "Dagger", he corrected, tilting it in between his fingers whilst adjusting his posture a bit," Knife is what you use to butter bread" "Do I look like I fucking care?" I think there wasn't a lot of spite in my last statement because it amused him,broadening his smirk so much,it was a full smile now. He didn't move. Didn't even flinch at the gun aimed between his eyes.
Last Updated : 2025-04-21Chapter 3
The Darkest Obsession /Omokhafue
It was the morning of the next day and it wasn't in my favour already. My eyes fluttured open with a headache,using my right hand to block the glare from the sun illuminating through my window. I let out a groan, trying to get more sleep. Maybe if I wake up a second time,the pounding ache at the center of my head might just dissapear.But that wasn't the case as my eyelids kepts fluttering and the lovely spirit that orchestrated sleep decided not to come back anymore. With a huff, I flung my legs to the side of my bed and stood up, stifling a yawn whilst trying to make sense of the sheets I was folding and the bed i was making.The air in the bathroom felt tense as I walked in,the door closing shut behind me with a click. Golden-hued lights from the window illuminated the bathroom, so I didn't need to switch on the light. I stared at my reflection in a simple,heart shaped mirror,taking in my familiar features. My skin looked dull,dark circles lurked under my eyes, a constant reminder
Last Updated : 2025-04-21Chapter 4
The Darkest Obsession /Omokhafue
* It was dark and quiet as I tried to move, sprawling my arms about to try to feel something, anything. A faint scent of woodsmoke tickled my nostrils. I walked slow and steady, taking one step at a time as I searched for anything to help explain or describe where I was. A low hum vibrated through the darkness, growing louder with each step. I felt my heart beat rapidly as I attempted moving. A chilling whisper slithered through the air. I was scared. There wasn't a single flicker of light and a whift of breeze to help identify if I was outside, in a basement, on a roof top or not. As thoughts of murderous and gory information scuttled through my head, I felt myself trip-and fall. I fell forward and expected to land on a hard ground, cringing my already face to get ready for the impact. The hard ground wasn't coming, I was still falling. I wanted to shout but my lips were closed shut. The hum grew into a deafening roar, and the scent of smoke intensified, now acrid and burning. So,
Last Updated : 2025-04-21
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