Fated To Be His Obsession
g of glasses. He sat in his usual corner, swirling the liquid in his glass. He w
e he s
wn her out and she hadn't decided where to land. Her steps were slow, hesit
s like it was the only thing tethering her to reality. He watched as she brought it
the drink like she was trying to draw strength from it. Or the way her gaze occasionally flickered to h
was, he didn
g around the rim, she wasn't here to get drunk, she wasn't looking for compan
canning the bar settling on a vague figure in the corner of the room. He ga
k and unreadable. For a moment,
he pushed himself off his
f I joi
, her gaze slightly
d, her voice ne
side her, signaling the b
ng her a small, knowing
hl
n his head, letting it
gs you here to
mall, humorless
a slow sip of his drink.
haking her head. "More
lk, she would. If she didn't, that was fine too. He knew what it was like to want
m now. "What about you?" she asked, curiosi
his glass, watching the way the dim light reflected off the
half unconvinced. "You say that
ho look like the
k for him to place. But then she let out a soft
self be swept up in the flirtatious banter. As the night wore on, thei
to quiver as his scent filled up her senses "How would you
t but then gave in to the i
round them, the alcohol taking over her system as s
, distracting her from w
ng over them, he held the door open for her, a sma
gently, his voic
replied, her voi
he dim chandelier lights casting its
rtment was calm, control
to drink." He asked, his
r cheeks, the alcohol had already numbed some of
ured two glasses of wine
r on the sofa, "What's a pretty woman l
e wine in her glass. "Well, my boyfriend
he didn't interrupt, wai
ions she had bottled up
has been secretly seeing my sister. God
as she spoke, the raw h
re of sympathy and something
, that's..
d at him, the wine making her b
your heart bro
uieter, now
back. His eyes locked on hers. "Once"
id words. Chloe felt a shiver run through her, not from
there for a bit too long. When she looke
ay still. The tension between them was
le, her hands trembling slightly, her heart raced, no
ng the space between
face towards his, Chloe's breath paused as his thumbs brush
ered, his voice low and roug
rs, firm and demanding, filled with an urgenc
hing in the heat of the moment, her body responded equally, her ha
r against him. Chloe gasped as he tugged at the edge
The ache inside her needed to get out
r blouse above her head, tossing
r arms, rough yet tender. His eyes darkened in de
ng away to look at her as if
oming in short gasps. She
e pressed her back gently against the sofa, their bod
as a blur of sensations - his touch, his scent, the
felt herself slowly letting go, allo
it faded away, replaced by the overwhelmin