Dirty And Dangerous Obsession

DEREK P. O. V

If I were told that one day my heart would beat again or long for any other woman apart from Becca, I would boldly call it a fairytale. Would I call it obsession? Or would I call it love? I mean, what I feel for my bunny is so hard to explain. It’s different from what I felt for Becca. But with Bunny, it feels so different; the connections, the mind-blowing intimate communications, and the attraction pulling us to each other are something else. Something we both can’t explain.

And the fact that she cared gladdened my heart because she feels the same way I feel for her. But one thing is for sure; I want her and I can’t do without her…

But the most annoying knock kept repeating over and over again. Who the hell owns that child? How did he get into my building? My gaze never left her face, not even for a few minutes as she kept hiding her face from me and at the same time, dragging the duvet to cover her petite breast.

Which prompted me to chuckle softly. I got down from the bed and put on my trousers without any shirt on, which left my chest bare. I strode toward the door and swung it open, and my gaze came in contact with the most adorable kid I had ever seen.Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

But to my amazement, his tiny feet walked past me first, then ran into my bunny’s arms, resting his head on her covered chest.

“Idris, how did you know I was here?” She asked, playing with his hair as they both stared into each other’s eyes.

“I heard you crying, so I came to save you,” he answered innocently, blinking his cute lashes. He suddenly averted his gaze to my direction, and I flashed him a smile that he found weird; he clutched onto my bunny’s arms, hiding his face from me.

“Do I scare you, boy?” I asked in the calmest voice I could compose. I don’t want to scare the kid. He veered around, as his gaze met mine and nodded his head. “You were hurting my Aunt,” he answered plainly with a hardened expression like he was mad at me.

I was dumbfounded by his response, but something else captured my interest; his familiar facial features. He looked so familiar, and I could bet I had seen these features before… but where? I averted my gaze to my bunny, who was avoiding my gaze at all costs. And her body slightly shivered, like she was nervous.

“How old are you?” I asked the kid, sitting beside him. He veered and glanced at my bunny and averted his gaze back to me.

“Big 4,” he showed me the numbers with his fingers.

“How old are you?” he asked and pointed his index finger at me, as his eyes sparked with curiosity.

“You little smart kid,” I chuckled at his smartness and bravery at such a young age. Because most kids would be too shy to even utter a word, but here is this kid booming me up with questions like a ten-year-old kid. I shook my head and raised my gaze, just to see my bunny trying so hard to suppress her laughter, as she covered her mouth with her hand.

And the kid had his gaze fixed on me the whole time in expectation, which left me with no choice but to tell him. “I’m big 30,” I disclosed, and just in time, my bunny raised her gaze, with her jaws dropped, and quickly cleared her throat.

_Why is she looking at me like this? Am I too old for her? _

The little kid burst into laughter in his cute tiny voice, “Old guy, friend?” he teasingly stretched his tiny hand for a friendship handshake.

My heart softened at his smart gesture; the way he talked and acted was purely captivating, and I began to wish he was my son. I mean, having a son like him wouldn’t be bad. His father must be super proud of him.

“Why don’t you give me a hug instead, big guy?” My lips stretched into a smile, as he veered and wrapped his tiny hands around my neck.

“Please, don’t make her cry again. You’re a good man. Your home is so big and beautiful,” he whispered into my ear, giggling childishly.

I softly began to smooth his back, “You are always welcome,” I whispered back. After a few minutes, he pulled away and ran out of the room happily.

“Wait for me in my room, Idris!” My bunny screamed after him, “Okay!” he responded and shut the door.

Just when I was about to question her about the kid, the vibration of my phone got my attention and I veered to check who the caller was, and it was Doven. I placed the phone to my ear.

“Mob boss, Jaxon, is waiting at the club,” he quickly ended the call without waiting for my response. Without uttering a word to her, I rushed into my bathroom and had a quick bath.

I came out dripping wet from my hair with my towel hanging loosely on my waist. Just in time, I raised my gaze to her direction and I found her gazing at me lustily, with her jaws dropped.

“Wanna eat me?” I sexily winked at her, seductively biting my bottom lip, which prompted her cheeks to turn so red; she was blushing, and she quickly averted her gaze to her fingers. “Go have your shower. We are going to the club,” I strode toward my wardrobe to bring out my outfit for today, and I stole a glance at her from my glass wardrobe, as she struggled to get off the bed.

I think she’s feeling pain down there. “Need help?” I veered and walked toward her, offering her my hands. But she politely declined, shaking her head.

“I can—-” I didn’t let her finish her words as my arms slid under her legs and I threw her in my arms and began walking out of my room. “De–Derek, put–put me down!” She shrieked, as she stubbornly struggled to get off my arms, but my tight hold around her made her still. She was calm for a few minutes, but suddenly, she began to hit me, “Put me down… I can walk!” She began to scream, hitting me continuously.

I tried to figure out a way to keep her quiet, but abruptly, “Ouch! My wounds hurt!” I hissed out in fake pain, sliding my eyes shut. And that indeed did the trick.

She nearly held my jaws with both hands, staring into my face, “I’m sorry… I won’t hit again. Sorry.” She felt remorseful for her actions. And in order not to hurt me again, she just wrapped her hands around my neck and rested her head on my chest.

My lips stretched into a smile, feeling glad my plan worked, as I pushed her door with my leg and strode into her room. I gently placed her on her bed.

“Get ready, we’re going to the club in 30 minutes. Don’t keep me waiting,” I informed, and without wasting much time, I quickly walked out of the room to get ready.

MONALISA P. O. V

I was so scared, thinking he would flare up just by seeing Idris or bombard me with numerous questions about him… but thank goodness everything turned out cool and he liked Idris. I sighed and glanced around, searching for Idris, wondering where he might have gone when I specifically told him to wait in my room.

I attempted to get off my bed, but an intense pain struck me so hard in my abdomen, “Ouch!” I grunted, and gently fell back on the bed, waiting for the pain to subside.

My mind wildly drifted back to the lovemaking we had. Just the thoughts alone made my body covered with goosebumps and left my body aching for more, and my cheeks were blushing so hard.

Suddenly, my door swung open and I saw Diane leading Idris into my room. I sprang up to my feet and pulled Idris to myself. “What are you doing—-”

Come on, don’t scold the poor little kid,” she interrupted me, flashing me a smile before averting it to Idris, who reciprocated.

My eyes flashed in displeasure as my mouth set in a hard line, and I put my hands on my hips, glaring at her. “I wasn’t talking to you… By the way, why are you with him?” I flared up as rage flowed through me, and my temper sparked.

She took a deep breath and buried her hands in her hair, letting out a gentle chuckle. “Don’t tell me you’re scared of me,” she muttered, with mockery lacing in her voice.

“I’m not scared of you. Do you know why? Because your plans to drift me away from Derek failed,” I fired back. Her eyes widened and her jaw dropped as her face went blank. I guessed she knew I would find out. I let out a dry chuckle. “You think I wouldn’t know the lies you fed Doven and Derek? You are just so dumb. Well, for your information, Derek and I fu–” I trailed off as my gaze inaccurately averted to Idris, who had his gaze fixed on me. “Leave my room. Derek and I want to have a nice time outside the city in 30 minutes.” I flashed her a smile, but she knew better.

“Enjoy… while it lasts,” she walked out of my room, laughing out loud like a lunatic. I quickly closed the door behind her. Just then, my phone rang, and it was Candy calling. I placed the phone to my ear. “Hey.” I walked towards my wardrobe and began pulling out clothes to choose from.

“How are you and Idris?” she asked.

“We are cool. Just dressing up for the club. Hope you’re coming,” I brought out my necklaces and poses to choose from.

“Woah! Sure. Idris is coming with you, right?” Her voice sparkled with excitement.

Suddenly, “Knock! Knock!” I heard a knock on my door, and I wondered who it was. Maybe it might be Derek, but let me check it out. “Candy, yes, I will be coming with Idris,” I said, and without waiting for her response, I ended the call and opened the door to find Diane standing in front of me.

I furrowed my eyebrows. “What do you–”

“I lost one of my earrings right here in this room,” she slightly pushed me aside and began searching for her nonexistent earring, which I was sure of.

Suddenly, she halted when her gaze landed on my bed. She slowly strode closer and picked up the tiny moon-design necklace.

She stared at it so intensively, which got me wondering if hers was missing. “This looks so familiar. Where did you get it from?” she muttered, averting her gaze from the necklace to me.