Page 3 of Ruthless Kings of Obsession

He knows.

Of course, he would figure it out first.

My brilliant, observant King who sees through every deception.

Breaking eye contact is harder with him. I’d be lying if I acted as if I don’t seek his comfort.Yearn for his praise.To see if he’s going to shun me away like the rest of the world and belittle my senseless need to get vengeance after so many years.

Maybe I’m a bitter bitch…

Not Maybe.

I am.

Yet…

The idea of his rejection makes my heart quiver with actual worry.

Proving I'm in love with this ruthless bastard who is as psychologically insane as me.

The real question popping up in my mind is whether my insane obsession will be a turn off for him?

Runaway.

Yes.

My mission for now is complete. It’s over. I can hide and continue to act innocent.

Even at the cost of my Ruthless Kings…

As much as I aim to convenience myself the truth in those words, I’m struggling.

I don’t want to leave them…

Abandon what I’ve suddenly gotten comfortable in.

Their love. The lust. The immense tension and the constant uncertainty of danger.

Addicted.

I’m fucking addicted.

I have mere moments before he reaches me before I need to play my next move.

"Miss Prescott." Hannah's voice comes through my earpiece — calm and collected. "It's time."

I take one last look at the screen, at the evidence of my transformation from victim to victor. The frightened girl with pigtails and glasses is gone, replaced by something far more dangerous.

A Queen who brings not just Havoc, but Obsession.

"Coming," I whisper, already moving through the panicked crowd toward the predetermined exit.

“Eva.”

Behind me, I hear Zander calling my name, his voice urgent and yet at the same time calm? It’s most a mindfuckery because I can’t tell what’s going to happen.

Will I be punished? Will he stop me from moving on to the next step of my cunning plan? Or…will he support the rise and fall of Domino Prescott.

The man he once claimed was his brother….

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