Chapter 99 OBSESSED

Chapter 99 OBSESSED
“You can have my head too!” I said, and Sapphire’s eyes gleamed.

“You are actually placing your life in her palms?” she asked and then scoffed. “You really are a simp!” she spat.

My hands shot out. I held her chin, and her eyes shimmered with fear.

“I can cut that tongue of yours off, of you don't keep your mouth shut” I said to her, and she swallowed hard.

Then the waitress walked over. Seeing us in this situation, her smile fell and shattered as she placed the orders on the table.

I brought out some cash and placed it on the table.

“Payment for the two drinks!” I said, and she nodded.

I let go of Sapphire, and she licked her lips, regaining her composure. I stood up, took the coffee inside the plastic cup, and walked out.

“Miss, are you okay? If you are being threatened, you can just tell me. I will inform the police,” I heard the waitress say behind me.

Sapphire scoffed. “You should mind your fucking business! He’s a friend of mine,” She replied, and I walked out.

As soon as I stepped outside, it suddenly felt hot, so I tossed the coffee into the bin. Then pulled another cigarette out, lit it up, and blew on it.

A car pulled up in front of me, and Flame rolled down the window.

“Boss,” she greeted, stepped out of the car, then handed me the keys.

I took them, got in, and drove off.

I pulled out my phone and logged into the camera, watching Erica...

Erica was sitting in the bathtub. Jaxon was home, and he was cooking in the kitchen.

“What are you making for dinner?” she yelled, and Jaxon laughed from the kitchen.

He gently stirred the vegetables he was frying and added noodles and eggs to it, stirring and frying everything together.

My eyes darkened, especially when Erica stood up from the bathtub. She was naked and didn’t care. She simply wrapped the towel around her body when Jaxon turned off the gas stove.

He dished the food and placed it on the table.

Erica didn’t even bother putting on any clothes and walked to the dining area.

She sat down and took a bite of the food.

“Damn, tastes good. You are such a good cook!” she moaned between bites, and Jaxon smiled.

He bent down, and when she least expected it, his lips landed softly on hers.

My eyes dimmed, and my grip on my phone tightened.

Erica blinked her lashes in shock and pushed him away. “You shouldn’t do this!” she said, and Jaxon just licked his bottom lip.

“But I want to! I promised I wouldn’t feel used. I agreed you could use me!” he said, his gaze still focused on her lips.

A chuckle escaped from my lips. “I dare you, Erica!” I said huskily.

He moved closer, but Erica stood up. “You should go home!” she replied coldly and walked off to the room.

Jaxon sighed and sat down on the chair. He went through his phone, then stood up and walked toward the door.

I stopped my car and watched as Jaxon walked out, I got out of my car.

Jaxon opened his car door but froze on sighting me.

His lips parted to say something, but nothing escaped from them, and he scoffed.

When I pushed the door open, his lips parted.

“She doesn’t want you in her life. Don’t you get that? She’s dating me!” he yelled.

I didn’t turn. I didn’t even reply.

I opened the door, a smirk curling onto my lips, and made sure he saw it before I slammed the door shut.

“I told you to leave already!” Erica said but stopped in her tracks when she spotted me.

“What are you doing here?” she asked.

I didn’t respond and locked the door.

She didn’t flinch. Instead, she sighed like she was already frustrated enough.

“Leave, or I will cal—”

I strided toward her.

Seeing the grim gaze I had, she didn’t continue her words, and I held her chin, forcing her to stare at my face.

“You enjoyed it, didn’t you?” I asked, and she raised her brow.

“Enjoy what?” she asked.

I tightened my grip on her jaw, making her hiss.

“So you’ve been playing mind games!” I added.

“What do you mean?” she snapped, holding my wrist and trying to pry my hand off her chin, but I was stronger.

“Celina, was it nice watching me break down, and yet you taunted me with your very name?” I said, and her eyes widened.

She shook my hands off and walked backward.

“I don’t know what you mean!” she yelled at me as I sucked down on my bottom lip.

“Celina—”

“I don’t know who you are talking about. Please, leave!” she said, pointing at the door, but her eyes could no longer meet mine, and she was panting heavily.

“No.”

She raised her head, but my lips crashed onto hers that second.

She struggled, trying to pull away, but I slid my tongue in. Then I used my hands to pin both of her hands behind her back, holding them tightly while I kissed her.

She tried to use her teeth to bite my tongue, but I didn’t let her.

I moved forward, and she moved backward. I didn’t stop until her back collided with the wall behind her.

I pulled away, and she slapped me straight across the face.

Feisty! I thought and licked my lips.

She actually made blood spill from my lip. She truly is my Celina.

“Ge—”

Those words died as she sighted my gaze, not full of anger, but filled with clear amusement and admiration.

“Is this funny to you?” she asked, and I scoffed.

“The one who should be angry shouldn’t be you. It should be me!” I said, pointing at myself and stepping closer.

I managed to corner her, and she looked away, but then my finger trailed softly on her lip.

“You have no idea how long I have waited for this,” I whispered into her ear.

She pushed me off with her hands. “I’m not Celina. Don’t be delusional!” she spat.

This only made me chuckle darkly.

Then I buried my head in her neck and took a bite.

She pushed me off and placed her hands on her neck.

“What the fuck did you just do?” she asked.

I didn’t bite that hard, so the spot didn’t bleed.

“I marked you. Celina, you are mine now. No one can have or take you away from me!” I said, and her lips parted, obviously ready to argue, but those pretty lips of hers should be doing something else instead of that.

Every word she said, I didn’t hear a thing. I just stared at her lips and then at the towel wrapped around her body.

I moved fast, grabbed her, lifted her, and draped her over my shoulder.

“Put me down!” she screamed, thrashing her legs in the air, and I smacked her ass.

They bounced.

Gosh!

They were so soft.

“Pervert! Aaron, come on, this isn’t you!” she said, and I scoffed.

“Then who am I?” I asked, kicking the bedroom door open.

I placed her on the bed, staring at her, and she crossed her legs.

“You don’t force people to have sex!” she said, and I laughed.

I crouched to her level, placing both my hands on the sides of the bed, trapping her between my embrace.

“Who said I was going to force you?” I asked, and my lips crashed onto hers before she could add another word.

I reached for the towel she had wrapped around her body and grabbed her breasts.

“Aaa—” she moaned amidst the kiss.

I pulled away from the kiss.

“See? Your mouth and your body say different things,” I whispered.

She shivered.