Page 27 of The Dark Obsession

Judging by his lethal appearance, I wouldn’t be surprised if this man ate steak for breakfast, lunch and dinner.

“Yeah, I’ve looked into it after learning that that’s what you preferred.” Tyson explains nonchalantly as he fills two glasses with water, handing one to me.

I gape at him, stunned, totally floored.

Not even my parents were this open-minded, and sure as hell didn’t want to try it.

Being vegan was one of the few things, if not the only one, where I was able to enforce my will.

Ever since I was a child, I hated the idea of eating innocent animals, hysterically crying whenever I was forced to eat at least one bite of whatever meat they put before me.

Eventually, my mother gave up the useless fight and switched to vegetarian meals. But as I grew older, it wasn’t enough.

I felt bad for eating any animal product and when the guilt became unbearable, I switched to being vegan and have been absolutely content with my dietary choices ever since.

It never made sense to me why helpless beings were being slaughtered and mistreated just to satiate human greed. Why would my life mean more than theirs?

Nothing could sway me in this. Not even my parents.

“You were watching me?” I squeak and this time it’s his turn to quirk an eyebrow. Yeah okay, way to ask the obvious, Malory.

“Well, I gathered as much but how…” I try recovering my composure. “…and for how long?”

“I was wondering when you’d start asking questions.” Tyson sets my glass on the counter next to me before downing his own in one gulp, his Adam’s apple bobbing visibly.

“I asked yesterday but you were being vague as fuck.” I shoot back.

The corner of his mouth tipping up at hearing me swear since apparently his manners are starting to rub off on me.

I have to get out of here before this man can corrupt me further.

“The need for revenge has been there for a better part of my life, but it took me years to find you.” He places the empty glass in the sink before shifting his undivided attention to me.

“Your father keeps his private affairs meticulously under wraps, so it took me some time to find the just right leverage. I didn’t know of your existence until two years ago. That’s when my plan solidified.”

Just the right leverage.Honestly that’s not the worst compliment I’ve ever gotten.

If you’re forced to attend as many formal dinners as I have, you get used to backhanded comments pretty quickly.

Wait, did he just saytwo whole years?

“At first, I watched from afar, spending most of my waking hours at your side. Even if you didn’t know I was there.” His words make my blood run cold.Just how blind have I been.

“As time went on, I was forced to split my time between being your shadow and building this for you.” Tyson gestures at the cabin with a wave of his hand.

This man has dedicated two freaking years to learn my every habit, watching my every move. Which admittedly must have been extremely boring given I rarely left my room, all the while constructing this incredible, absolutely over the top place.

All for me.

I mean if the man was merely after vengeance, he could have easily locked me in that basement. But no, he went all out.

I don’t know what to say to that. Or think.

If there were tiers to beings an unhinged stalker, Tyson would have surpassed them ages ago.

How did I not notice him at all. Have I been completely oblivious or is he really that good?

Deep down I know I should be freaking out, trying to run from him with everything in me but somehow, I’m strangely touched that he bothered.

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