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Obsessed Love(6)
Author: MINK

She turns her head so fast I swear I hear her neck pop. “What do you mean ‘us’?”

“I mean you’re in my bed, and that’s where you’re staying.” I walk over and look down at her.

Her cheeks flush with that warm pink, and I want to call in my favor right this second. But I can’t.

“Enjoy your time with him. When I get back, it’s just you and me.” I turn and go to the door.

“Untie me so I can pet him!” she cries.

“Not a chance.” I stride out and close the door behind me.

“Asshole,” I hear her hiss.

It makes me smile, because I don’t sense any fear in her. She knows me, somehow. It’s like her body knew it right away, and her mind is catching up to the fact I won’t hurt her. Not until she asks me to, anyway.

When I get down to my office, Ali is waiting. He raises his eyebrows at the bandages.

“Send a crew to her house. Bring all her things here.”

Ali’s dark eyebrows pull together. “You mean the cop?”

“Yes, Officer Lovett. She’s my guest, and she’s staying indefinitely.”

He shifts in his seat and watches me with uncertainty in his gaze. “You’re keeping a cop prisoner in your bedroom?”

“Yes.”

He sighs. “Look, I know prison was rough. I get it. But you can’t just snatch up some cop and take your vengeance out on—”

“That’s not what this is.”

“It’s not?” He cocks his head to the side.

“No. I saw her, and I wanted her.”

He just stares.

“So I took her. Now she’s mine.”

“Someone will come looking for her.”

“I don’t care.” What Ali seems to be missing is precisely that—I don’t give a fuck. I lost two years, two goddamn years, and now I’m making up for lost time. When I see something I want, I’m not going to wait. I’m going to take it. And I’ve never wanted anything the way I want that sweet cop with the round ass and the too-trusting nature.

He seems to digest my statement for a while. “Are you going to … just keep her prisoner until—”

“Guest. She’s my guest.”

He looks deeply unconvinced.

I shake my head. “She’s none of your concern.”

“Okay, boss. I just need to know she’s not going to try anything.”

I guess prison made me even more gruff than before, because I realize Ali is questioning me because he’s worried about me. He’s always had my back, and this is no different.

“She won’t try anything. Thank you, though.” I give him a nod.

It seems to put him at ease.

I go to the bar and pour two whiskeys. “Now tell me about Massimo. I want every detail right down to which way that motherfucker is parting his hair.”

 

 

6

 

 

Lovett

 

 

“Pikachu.” I huff when his fluffy head nudges me under my chin, trying to wake me. I go to pull my hand up to pet him, forgetting for a moment that I’m tied to a bed. I must have dozed off for a little. I think having Pikachu here has put me at ease.

I open my eyes to only find darkness. The drapes that Bruno had opened earlier to let some light in remain open. He didn’t have much of a choice after I destroyed both of the lamps. I want to kick myself for breaking them since I could really use them now. The moon barely gives off any light at all. I blink my eyes, trying to get them adjusted.

As silly as it is, I'm not as scared as I would be if I was at home. In some twisted way, I at least know Bruno doesn't want to physically hurt me. In fact, he gave me a mind-blowing orgasm that I’m never going to forget.

He’s gotten my body to do things I’ve never been able to. In the past, whenever I tried to touch myself and find release, I always made myself stop because of the dark, dirty places my mind would go. I wasn’t comfortable getting off to those thoughts, but with him it’s different.

“I’m fine,” I reassure Pikachu. But I’m almost positive I’m trying to comfort myself.

I wrap my fingers around the silk tie and give it a tug to see if I can free myself, but it’s pointless. I know I can’t. I’ve tried so many times already. If anything, I only make them tighter each time.

“Meow” is Pikachu’s only response before he’s butting me with his head again.

It’s past feeding time, and he’s not a happy cat. That makes two of us. How long is Bruno going to leave me here? What if I need to use the bathroom or want more fancy cheese? He could at least turn on a movie or something. I guess I should be grateful that he got Pikachu for me, but that came at a cost. I owe him now.

What is he even doing? The first thing that pops into my head is that he’s with another woman. Food and sex are what all men want when they get out of jail. Right? A flash of unexpected jealousy hits me. I take a calming breath and tell myself that it’s not jealousy. So not jealousy. I think it’s anger about being locked in here. Why even kidnap me? He’s just toying with me for no reason. He should let me go, then he can go be with another woman and let me go back to my own life.

“Is he just going to leave me tied to the bed for the rest of my life?” I ask Pikachu.

“No.” A deep voice rumbles from the side of the bed, causing my heart to jump into my throat. “Wasn’t trying to scare you, love. I was letting you sleep. You’re not getting enough. Why are you so restless?” My breath hitches at how he shortened my name.

“Tell me how you creeping around in a dark room with me tied to your bed is not going to scare me?” I lift my eyebrow at him. I’m not even sure if he can see me with how dark it is in this room.

“Lights on.” Bruno simply says, causing the room to fill with light. Two new fancy lamps sit on each side of the nightstands. “You slept through me replacing the lamps.”

I open my mouth to answer him but shut it quickly. I don’t have to tell him anything. His brows pull together as he gives me a hard glare that I’m sure has most people peeing themselves. I’m not most people. I feel a little braver now that Pikachu is here with me. Bruno had already gotten a little taste of the damage my little fur baby could inflict. I doubt he wants anymore of that.

I don’t think his glare is having the effect on me he thinks it’s going to. Not only does it turn me on, but I understand more and more how much of the power I have here.

Bruno sits in a chair that I noticed earlier across the room in the corner. He’s moved it right next to the bed. How long had he been there watching me sleep? A better question actually is why?

He leans forward, placing his elbows on his knees. I notice his hair is wet. He’s changed out of his buttoned-up collared shirt and slacks. He’s now in a pair of gray sweatpants and a plain white shirt that fits him a bit snugly. My eyes linger on his thick thighs. The clear outline of his hard cock shows. I press my own thighs together.

He makes no move to cover it. It’s as big as the rest of him. I can’t help but be curious about what it looks like. I’ve only seen one, and it was on a computer screen when I accidently clicked on one of those spam emails, and it was right in my face.

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