Page 36 of Insane Obsession

“Awkward.” Her eyes zoom in on where Bran’s hand lies. “Where did you say you guys met?”

“I didn’t.” Bran uses his free hand to tip the bottom of my glass up and toward my mouth. “But since you’re curious, we met in town.”

I take a sip, skin heating at the display of dominance.

Good boy, I can practically hear him purr when Bran ruffles my hair and kisses the tip of my ear. My insides tingle as Lea’s mouth falls open.

“I thought you said you weren’t together?”

“Is that what you told them?” Bran murmurs in my ear.

My throat feels too dry to form actual words.

“Well…” Jess bats her eyelashes. “If ever you feel lonely...”

“Jess!” Lea pats Jess’s upper arm. “You have a boyfriend. Speaking off…” She points her chin toward the bar. “Let’s go and keep an eye on them before they get too drunk.”

“Can’t let that happen,” Bran says dryly.

“Well, I hope I’ll see you around,Fernando,” Jess drawls as she lets Lea drag her away.

“I hope to see you around as well, sweetheart,” Bran murmurs. “Very soon.” His eyes have a cruel glimmer when they land on me. He smiles a cocky grin. Curling a hand around my throat, he tightens his grip until I can’t breathe. His eyes flash when he cocks his head. “And you, my flower, you seem to be confused. What are we exactly?”

I wheeze, face tightening with the need to breathe.

He squeezes tighter, and I splutter as I try to grab a hold of his fist.

“Say it,” he hisses.

“B-boyfriends,” I gasp.

“That’s right. Boyfriends. Say it again.”

“Boyfriends.”

“Such a precious word.” His grip loosens, and I inhale sharply, needing the oxygen. Bran smiles at me. “Because you are ours, and ours only.” His fingertips graze the tender flesh, and I shiver. “Now, let’s dance, shall we?”

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FINN

We slide through the crowd like we’re invisible, Bran’s hand firmly wrapped around my waist, grounding me.

It makes me feel so fucking special.

“I don’t like it when he’s too busy for us,” Bran grumbles when we stroll past the windows. “But I do love whatever sick game he always comes back with. Castor is the king of deception. His silver tongue wraps everyone around his beautiful words and hidden lies.”

Two others have joined Castor’s tea party. Bran is right. He looks self-assured and important. When he sees us walking by, he gives his brother a faint nod.

“I hope he’s finished soon,” I murmur in agreement, hoping I don’t sound as disappointed as I am.

“Hmm, he will be,” Bran squeezes me tighter and whispers in my ear. “Remember, when he is like this, chatting and looking important, it’s because he’s bored and looking for trouble.”

My heart skips a beat. That’s fucking sexy. Still… “What do you mean?”

Bran chuckles. “You’re a clever boy. You’ll figure it out. Just know that this party is a warm-up for something moreinteresting to come.” He sucks on my earlobe, and I look away, stifling a groan while my body tingles with arousal.

“Stop it. Everybody can see us.”

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