Page 23 of Dark Obsession

She takes a step closer, her tone softening. “So, why are you really here? You obviously went to great lengths to avoid my brothers.”

I meet her gaze, trying to keep my cool. “I wanted to check up on you.”

She narrows her eyes, the heat between us building. “Check up on me? You didn’t seem all that concerned the other night. If anything, you looked like you couldn’t get rid of me fast enough.”

Her words hit harder than I expect. She’s not wrong, Ididpush her away. But that’s only because getting closer to her felt dangerous, like walking a tightrope without a safety net. Apologies aren’t exactly my strong suit, but I know when I’ve screwed up.

I pause, weighing my next words carefully. “I’m sorry. I just wanted to make sure you were safe.”

She studies me, her eyes searching mine as if trying to figure out whether or not I’m being genuine.

At first, Elena seems mollified by my apology, but then I see a flash of anger in her eyes. Before I can react, she steps forward and shoves me hard, her fist connecting with my chest.

“You think this is just about me?” she snaps, her voice sharp. “I was worried aboutyou, Grigori! And you just dropped off the face of the earth. You didn’t even bother to check in after everything that happened. And now, you’re keeping me in the dark.”

I tense, trying to stay calm. “It’s for your own good.”

That only pisses her off more. Her face flushes, and she steps closer, her voice rising. “That’s what everyone says! My brothers, you. All of you are always telling me what to do, making decisions for me, telling me it’s ‘for my own good.’ Like I’m some fragile little doll who can’t handle myself.” She’s nearly shaking now, her frustration palpable. “You’re treating me just like they do. I thought you were different.”

I let her vent, watching her closely. There’s something deeper going on here, something emotional she’s not saying. Her words cut, sure, but the more I listen, the more I realize it’s not just anger coming out. It’s hurt. Her voice wavers, and I can see the tension building, like she’s holding something back. She’s on the verge of tears.

Fuck.

Without thinking, I step forward, my hands landing on her shoulders, firm but gentle.

“Elena, what’s going on?”

She says nothing at first, but her eyes glisten, the tears threatening to spill. God, she looks beautiful, even when she’s fighting back emotions she doesn’t want to show. My heart clenches at the sight of her, something raw stirring inside me.

“Just... don’t do that again,” she whispers. “Don’t shut me out like that ever again.”

“I won’t, I swear,” I promise. I mean every word.

I step closer, my hands tightening around her waist.

“Elena,” I say, my breath hitching. “If I don’t kiss you right now, I’m going to go fucking crazy.”

A small smile curves her lips, her eyes still misty but brightening.

“What are you waiting for then?”

That’s all I need. I pull her into me, crashing my lips against hers, hunger and need overtaking everything else. My cock goes hard instantly, the heat between us igniting like a match thrown on gasoline. She kisses me back, her hands roaming over my body, and I reach under her shirt, grabbing her ass and pressing her tight against me, letting her feel exactly how much I want her.

She tastes so damn good—like temptation, like trouble, like something I can’t get enough of. I lift her effortlessly, her legs wrapping around my waist as I carry her to the desk. We don’t break the kiss, our mouths hungry, our bodies pressing together with the kind of need that makes me lose all sense.

I grind my cock against her, feeling her moan into the kiss, and everything else disappears.

The kiss deepens, her soft moans echoing in my head, driving me wild. I grind against her, feeling the heat between us growing. My hand slides down, and when my fingers brush against her soaked panties, my cock throbs even harder. She’s ready for me, and I can barely keep it together.

Between heated breaths, we exchange the kind of dirty talk that fuels the fire. “You’re so wet for me,” I murmur against her lips, feeling her shiver in response.

“And you’re so hard for me,” she breathes back, her voice thick with desire.

With a quick tug, I slide her panties down her gorgeous legs, the sight of her bare skin making me ache even more. She’s working on my pants, fingers deft as she undoes the zipper. My cock leaps free, hard and ready, and she wraps her hand around it, stroking me with that playful smile on her lips.

“Peeping Tom,” she teases, her eyes flashing with amusement. “What am I gonna do with you?”

I pull her closer. “Not sure but I’m gonna shut that sassy mouth of yours.”

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