Bound by Fatal Obsession

Bound by Fatal Obsession

Livia Beaumont

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Caius glared at me as his jaw clenched. "What the fuck did you just do to my fiancée?" I can feel the rage in his voice. I took the bomb's activator from my bag and showed it to him. "Just one press here, and the bomb beside your woman will explode... All you have to do is sign that paper and we're good. I won't kill her anymore." Caius' lips parted. "You're fucking crazy... What kind of prank is this?! This isn't funny, Ms. Dominguez!" He raised his voice at me. I just smiled and pressed the knife deeper into his neck. I chuckled as if I'm out of my mind. "If you don't want that bitch to die... be my husband, Caius Lettiere." - Luisa met him... Caius Lettiere. She started stalking him, collecting his pictures, she enrolled at the university he's teaching in. She might threaten to bomb his fiancée, forced him to marry her, or even stay under one roof with him. An unhealthy feeling and obsession have bloomed inside her heart. She will do everything just to have him, by hook or by crook. Caius, a professor at a college university, has his eyes on Luisa. However, he pretends to hate her to make her more interested in him. When Caius's secrets are revealed to Luisa, will she change her mind and leave him, or will she become more obsessed and become his companion for life?

Chapter 1 One

Chapter 1

"You were caught smoking, Ms. Dominguez."

I bit my lower lip and pressed my thighs together. I inhaled Caius' scent lingering in the air. Oh, fuck. He smells fucking good. I'm already wet just by inhaling his scent. He's making me high. I did my best not to moan.

"Don't you like smokers?" I asked.

Caius' forehead creased as if I asked a ridiculous question. I'd stop smoking immediately if he didn't like it.

"I don't like students who smoke," he said firmly.

The dominance in his voice made my knees wobble. I want him to fuck me hard with that domineering voice. Ah. I'm fucking wet. I can't stand being in Caius' presence. He's fucking perfect. I will kill just to have a taste of him.

"Ms. Dominguez." Caius cleared his throat.

I flinched and blinked. "W-what is it?" I asked. My mind had wandered again.

Caius sighed and stroked his hair using long fingers. I unconsciously bit my lower lip. I want those fingers inside me.

"I will let it pass for now. Don't smoke again, Ms. Dominguez, at least not here on campus," he said in a serious tone.

I stared straight into his amber eyes. Caius Lettiere is the most perfect human being in my eyes. His hair is neatly brushed. His thick eyebrows suit his brooding eyes. His pointed nose looks perfect. He has pinkish and kissable lips. I've been dying to touch his clean-shaved and prominent jaw... and damn, he has tattoos on his fingers up to his forearms, to his arms... I know he has tattoos on his chest and back too. There are foreign characters tattooed on his fingers, with stems and thorns up to his forearms.

It's surprising that he can still teach. As far as I know, visible tattoos are prohibited for teachers. But well, I don't care. I love all of him.

"Ms. Dominguez, you may leave now," Caius said, taking off his eyeglasses.

I looked at his handkerchief on the table. It was navy blue. Navy blue is the color of the handkerchief he brings every Tuesday. I fought the urge to snatch it and inhale his scent from it. I just licked my lower lip and looked at the floor, beside Caius' swivel chair.

"Sir Caius. There's a cockroach," I said, pointing at the floor.

He frowned and looked there. I immediately grabbed the handkerchief and hid it in my pocket. Caius looked at me with confusion in his eyes, maybe because he didn't see any cockroach there.

"Oh. It ran away," I just bluffed.

I immediately stormed out of his office. I gripped his handkerchief in my pocket. It's the twelfth handkerchief that I've stolen from him. When I can no longer smell his perfume on the handkerchief I stole, I'll steal another one from him.

I went back to my room and took my bag; as usual, no one talked to me. I don't care about them anyway. I won't go to other subjects anymore. I only attend Caius' subject.

I met Caius Lettiere for the first time three years ago. Back then, I didn't care about anything at all. I lacked feelings. I didn't care about myself, my family, my life... I didn't even have friends. After high school, I didn't study anymore because I had no interest in it. I didn't care about anything. My parents gave up on me. They kicked me out of their house. They just always put a large amount of money in my bank account. It's just pocket change for them because they're rich... I lived in a small apartment and did everything I wanted.

I met Caius Lettiere when I saw him at the park. It was my 21st birthday that time. I was celebrating my birthday, sitting on a bench with a candle in my hand. I always celebrate my birthday like that. But he approached me and bought a small cake for me. He smiled at me as if he didn't find me weird, as I was wearing all black with my hair covering almost my whole face, looking like a fucking ghost.

I still remember it clearly. Since then, he has become my angel. I fell in love. I want him more than anything. I dedicated my life to him. I decided that I'll live for him. I love him so much and he's mine.

I started stalking him since then. I also secretly enter his house. I studied hard to be able to do that. Sometimes I take things from him and hide them. I'm happy with what I'm doing... What makes me happy the most is the fact that he has no girlfriend yet. I've been stalking him like hell for three years. I almost know everything about him... even the boxer shorts that he wears, his favorite shampoo brand, his perfume, his favorite dessert, his favorite TV shows and books... Yes, my obsession with him is that severe. I have no hope anymore... It's fine with me though. I like the way I am right now.

I'm already 24 years old, but I'm just in my first year of college. This is my third year as a first-year student. When I found out that Caius was a college professor, I immediately enrolled in the university where he works. I even used my family's connection just to have him as my professor.

I went home first. When I entered my room, a pile of Caius' pictures plastered on the wall greeted me. Most of them are pictures that I captured myself. I even took a picture of him while sleeping... and naked.

I opened my computers. I bought a lot of laptops and computers to monitor every hidden camera that I installed inside Caius' house. My life is worthless shit, but I'm damn smart, especially in technology, hacking, and some creepy stuff.

I took Caius' handkerchief from my pocket after sitting on the bed. I inhaled the scent coming from it like it's some kind of a drug. I moaned; waves of pleasure rushed through my veins down to my core. I lay on the bed, still holding the handkerchief and smelling it. I can smell Caius' favorite perfume and his natural scent from it. Maybe he used this to wipe his lips, or his sweat... Fuck. Just thinking about it made me shiver with pleasure.

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