Page 15 of Sweet Obsession
Yuri.
And two men I barely recognized, older, crueler versions of him.
Brothers.
They stepped out, straightening their jackets like they’d just sealed the fate of kingdoms.
Yuri spotted me immediately.
His smile was slow and possessive.
“Perfect timing,” he said, striding toward me like I was a prize he’d won.
I froze.
Every instinct screamed at me to run.
But I stood my ground, letting him come.
He cupped my jaw, gentler than I expected and dropped the bomb without flinching.
“It’s official, baby. Your father agreed. We’re getting married.”
I blinked.
The hallway tilted slightly.
I forced my voice steady.
“You’re lying.”
He laughed, low and smug.
“Two weeks from today. You and me. Sealed and signed.”
I shoved his hand off. My father hated the sight of Yuri, “You know he doesn’t even like you.”
“He likes power,” Yuri said, unbothered. “And my family offered him something he couldn’t refuse.”
He leaned in closer.
“We’ve been dating for two months. What, you never imagined me as your husband?”
He smirked. “Don’t worry. I’ll take good care of you.”
I stepped back, just out of reach.
“Go to hell, Yuri.”
“You made this decision without me,” I snapped. “You didn’t propose. We never had a real conversation about marriage. You just—went behind my back and arranged it like I’m a... transaction.”
He chuckled, brushing invisible lint from his suit. “I just couldn’t wait to make you mine, babe. Sorry it’s such a surprise.”
He winked. “You’ll get used to it.”
He sauntered down the hallway with his brothers in tow.
I stood frozen, the air thick around me.
