Dirty And Dangerous Obsession

DEREK P. O. V

I gently stair on the bed, while I tried to open my eyes but my version was blurred and clouded with darkness.

I felt my muscles sore, weakened, and smashed yet I never gave up on trying to get off the bed. Unfortunately, I was crushed so hard with a mighty dizziness which made me clutch my head and hissed out in pain. It was so unbearable but I was strong to overcome the pain.

After some minutes, my version slowly became clear, as my gaze scanned everywhere. And finally, landed on the three satchels of blood, hanging on the wall, which was dripping through the long tin pipe connected to my body. I furrowed my eyebrows.

Abruptly I ignored all the pains erupting all over me, I roughly pulled the pipe away from my body and threw it far away from me, moved away from the bed, and strode toward the window with my hands grasped behind my back. The more I tried to recall what happened to me, the more dizzy I felt. The only thing I could recollect was; that I was shot and my men brought me back home. After that, everything went blank.

I heard some foot sound approaching my closed door, and unexpectedly my heartbeats quickened and my skin was covered with goosebumps. I don’t just know why my body and heart reacted that way, but one thing for sure was that; I wasn’t ready to face her right now.NôvelDrama.Org © content.

She might’ve seen me in my vulnerable state. How will I face her now? No way.

The foot sounds kept getting closer, and closer and my brain reckoned on what to do next. Suddenly an idea struck my head and I ran to my bed and draped under my duvet, and lay still, sliding my eyes shut. Pretending to be sleeping.

After some minutes, I heard the sound of my door, and I was assured she was walking inside now, I resisted the urge to open my eyes to see my glamorous bunny. Gosh!! I miss her so much!

She strode toward me and sat beside me. After some seconds, I felt a wet towel pressed on my forehead. No doubt, I felt relaxed and cozy, which made me breathe out In relief. My shoulder fell.

She moved the wet towels, down to my arms, “You are so stubborn! I know you’re going to pull it off.” The most disgusting voice I’ve ever heard struck my ear, and I spring my eyes.

_Diane! Why the fuck is she doing here! _ A wave of vexation and displeasure washed through me like a leva, and I tried so hard to keep my temper under control. But Instantly, I roughly pushed her very far away from me, and she landed and so nightly on the floor which made her whine in discomfort.

I got off the bed with my cold gaze fixed on her. Why the hell did she touch me? Only my bunny has the right to touch me, no one else. And what is she doing here?

“I’m sorry Mob… It’s just that you were badly injured, and I had to pull out all those bullets from your body. I saved your life Mob.” Tears rolled down her cheek, as she bowed her head, sobbing softly. “I was here to clean you up because you are sweaty.” She cried.

I sighed, “Where is my bunny.”

“I haven’t seen her ever since she left for the garden. She isn’t yet back.” She softly answered.

“Where is Doven?”

“He was here a while ago but he left with the doctor.”

I was disappointed once again, but I wasn’t surprised she disobeyed me. Because behind those pretty faces, they are a tough being inside of here. But where is she might’ve gone too?

“I saved your life, Mob.” She repeated, she raised her gaze and met mine. “I have three requests,” she added and I didn’t miss seeing that smirk on her but she quickly masked it up. So smart!

“Tell me.”

“Don’t worry, Mob. Not now but I will tell you soon. But remember you own—– ”

Believe me, you don’t want me to own you, Diane.” I quickly snapped, and my lower lips curved into a smirk. “Get me a glass of hot coffee.”

She stares at me for a few minutes before exiting my room. I slowly slumped on the bed, and my mind drifted back to what she said, ‘I never saw her ever since left for the garden.’ does that mean, she never followed Doven just like I instructed?

But what if something bad had happened to her too, just like I was shot? What if. What if. “Fuck!!.” I angrily stamped my fisted finger on the bed, “Argh…!” A painful moan escaped my lips, I felt a sharp shooting pain on my shoulder region, and I drew in my lower lips in between my lips. “Where the hell is Doven? I have to call him.” I veered around in search of my open and I found it on my side bed table. I tried to turn it on but discovered the battery was flat and I thrust it aside.

I made to stand up, but suddenly Doven walked into my room. His expression was mixed with shock and excitement, as he ran to me. He stood in front of me, “How are you feeling now, Mob.” He inquired.

“Where is my bunny?”

He sighed, and was calmed for some minutes, “Mob, She’s not in the building.” He bowed his head. My hand flew through the air and landed so massively on his right cheek.

“How dare you defile my order!” I growled, trying so hard to suppress the pain I felt on my shoulder.

But his lips stretched into a smile, “But—-” I strode toward the window, and just in time I saw her tiptoeing into the building holding onto a little boy in her hand and luggage too.

“No, but, Doven! Go and find my bunny. And when you see her, tell her I want to see her in my room.” I ordered, and he quickly exited my room.

She needs to be taught a lesson.