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