Page 116 of King of Obsession

My palms glide down her sides and I bend over to trail kisses from her lips down the valley of her breasts, her bellybutton and her red pussy.

How in the world will I be able to let this woman go?

With emotions high in the air and the pleasure that has been steadily building up, we come at the same time.

To prolong the euphoria, we change positions. With her on top of me, I eat her sweet pussy and her sucking my cock, turns to another rousing round of fucking.

I never thought so much pleasure can come with so much loss. I can’t let her go like this. I want her to know that I will always love her and will wait for her.

I said a lot of crap and I need to apologize for my idiocy.

Rolling us to the side, I bring her flush to my chest, feeling her heart pounding the same frantic beat as mine.

I palm her face, and place a tender kiss on her forehead. My chin quivers. What I need to do and what I want rip me apart.

Eyes locked, I confess, “I’ve loved you since the first moment I laid eyes on you.”

She places a soft kiss on my lips. “I know, Enzo, even though you behaved like a dick and had me doubting that for a moment.”

“Don’t be mad at me, please.”

A gentle yet sad smile tugs at the corners of her mouth as she threads her fingers through my hair. “I am not. Not anymore. Thank you for showing me what love is, what a good man is…”

“I’m not going anywhere. You understand? I will wait for you.” She needs to come back to me on her own because I won’t be held accountable if she doesn’t.

“All I’ve ever wanted was to be yours. I wanted to discover this new woman with you by my side.”

Not knowing what the fuck is the right thing to do, she takes advantage of me being all over the place mentally and emotionally and slips out of the bed.

I open my mouth, but she already knows what the issue is, smiling softly. “I’ll be right back.”

She returns after a few minutes that feel like fucking eternity and offers me a glass of water. I am thirsty, but only for her. Yet I take it from her hand, drinking it all in one go. Placing the empty glass on the nightstand, she sits by my side, seeking my eyes.

Fuck, I only have a few more hours with her if I don’t do something. The day will take her from me, for good. My heart races, panic settling in. While I rummage through her words, my perception changes to her perspective. Why not discover it together, indeed.

Fuck it all. I might want to be good for her, but this is not me—the only man she’ll have.

“Say you love me again, so I can leave in peace.”

A sad expression shadows her features as if it’s a farewell. I don’t like it at all.

I take her hand and bring it to my lips, kissing the inside of her palm. “I love you, mio angelo, and nothing has scared me more than that. Especially not being the man you need.”

A bright smile blooms on her face, making me regret I stopped calling her that.

“You’ve been the only man I needed.”

She bends from her waist, patting Kill on the head.

“Please take care of him,” she says in a shaky voice.

I feel my brows furrowing. “He’s not going anywhere. Neither am I.”

She tilts her head, looking at me through blurry eyes.

“What is going on in that head of yours?” Nothing feels right. Something is off and not knowing what it is, only has my head spinning with possibilities.

“My time with you has always felt like a mirage… destined to be intense but never lasts. I think it was because I’ve cheated death once and all my kills were arrogant, thinking they won’t come after me. Julia died then and Luciana will follow. I am a ghost, Enzo. A ghost who wanted to have a taste of life.”

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