Chains Of Obsession
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m my bedroom window as it rained, the only lighting from a single, dimly lit streetlamp. It wa
I had read a million times. "To Emily, our beloved daughter, upon her eighteent
wasn't what haunted me most; it was Jack, my brother, the only fa
thoughts. Before I could answer, Jack st
aned against the doorframe. His eyes were devoid of the wa
and it," I replied, tryin
ce. "You think it will change anything by reading it? Do you
he pain. I was used to him insulting me
own until his face was inches from mine. "I don't c
mixing with anger. "Why do you ha
but an obstacle, Emily. An annoyance." His gaze turned sharp.
the walls close in on me. "You
aid with a cold grin, I can make sure
d loudly, leaving a hollow hush in the aftermath. I dropped onto the edge of my bed, well aware of how fast my p
chores for me to do and tasks he'd holler at me continuously, treating me no better than a hired hand. I se
ng did. Jack had called m
standing at the front door
a shiver run down m
ver touching his eyes. "I
new better than to disobey him. Taking a deep breath, I went do
as dark as coal and a face as cold as stone, was standing by the door,
stammered, looking fr
with satisfaction, "is Michael Jorda
the stranger, my stomach chu
nsider it a transaction. You're goin
e a slap. "You...
ing me down. Michael's a powerful man. He's willing to pay a heavy price for you. A
, of understanding; but nothing had changed in his expression. His
barely above a whispe
ck's smirk grew wider
rward, his eyes narrowin
in place. "Please, Jack, don't do this," I begged, desperation clawing at my
f indifference. "Your begging won't change anythi
away, refusing to give him the satisfaction. Michael step
a low, firm voice. "It'll
g look at Jack, but he tried avoiding me, would not even look into my e
o the waiting car. The rain had started again around us in heavy sheets. I
home receded into the distance, leaving me to my thoughts in a car with a man whose name I didn't rea
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