Chains Of Obsession

5: The

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ly there came a sharp knock at the door. Before I could reply, it swung open and in strode a tall, sharply

ficial-sounding. "Mr. Jordan has requ

oid him since our last.incident, and I'd been hoping for a little l

to see me?" I trie

e said, raising an eyebrow. "Neith

d staying in my room, but my gut told me it would only get worse that way. Reluctantly, I rose and followed her down the

kly and opened it for me to go in, after two raps. I step

spacious, lined with shelves of books and leather-bound journals, the walls painted a deep, moody gr

back in his chair. He indicated

ace neutral. His gaze held onto me, something in his eyes burning bright,

ow, almost amused. "Good. I was beginning to

ed?" I asked, trying to soun

sting on the desk. "I thought it was time

e myself stay composed. "I al

ou? I think you'll find th

away. "Why did you ca

side of the desk until he was immediately beside me. I could feel his body hovering, hi

sky, his voice almost a whisper. "Re

g wildly in my chest. The way he was looking at me... it wasn't cold or detached. It was s

is?" I whispered, the

flat, his hand not moving from my

didn't want to be here, didn't want to be included in whatever sick game he was playi

ered, his lips so close to my ear it made my pulse r

of my heart. "Is this... is this why yo

d eased lower in my arm. "I'm giving you a ch

ot deny the pull-the strange thrill-of defying him, of resisting even as he tried

elf back, my voice stronger th

es clouding just a fra

," I replied,

d sense his jaw stiffening. "Fine," he said, cold,

f out of the chair and taking a step

e door, his expression unreadable. His eyes on me were a silent reminder that I was still under

erted hallway as I made my way to my room. Inside, I closed the door and lea

im. But I knew it wasn't over. No

ecame even scarier