Flames of Obsession (18+) || D.E. Book 2 || FreenBecky [Completed]

Chapter 11: Insecurities

At dinner, Becky and I were engrossed in our meal when Cinque arrived and asked for permission to report. I encouraged her to share the information, as I had nothing to hide from Becky. After all, she was my partner and deserved to know everything about what I was involved in.

After what she said a while ago, I realized that she was only testing me. She knew that I wouldn't stay in Cinque's room now that I have her.

"It was the rival organization, F. They heard that you released another weapon, and many of their men were killed by it. They want one for themselves. What should I do?" Cinque lowered her head, clearly troubled by the situation.

I turned to Becky, and she gestured towards herself, asking if I wanted to hear her opinion. I nodded, allowing her to speak her mind. Becky cleared her throat and tilted her head.

"If we give them a weapon, they will use it to harm our own men. If we don't, it could lead to war between us. Negotiation isn't an option," Becky explained with a sigh. "Your only choice is to eliminate them, Freen."

"You heard her?" I asked Cinque. "Eliminate them. And also, bring me the head of their boss. Take Sei and Otto with you tomorrow." I motioned for Cinque to leave, and she promptly did so.

"Do you really have to ask for the head?" Becky exclaimed in disbelief, momentarily forgetting that we were in the middle of a meal. "You're getting weirder every day, Freen." She rolled her eyes.

"My name is babe," I corrected her.

"And now you're acting like a sweet girlfriend," she scoffed, returning to her meal. "Anyway, Tre has been standing over there. Aren't you going to talk to him?" Becky pointed in Tre's direction.

I hadn't even noticed him. Why wasn't he saying anything?

"F, nothing," Tre mumbled, lowering his head and kneeling before me. It meant that there hadn't been any progress on the matter.

I turned to Becky, about to ask if she knew anything about her mother, but I realized it would only trigger her trauma. I didn't want her to overthink it.

"Hold off on the operation. Let your guards rest for a month. I need you to do something for me," I said to Tre.

Tre stood up and nodded in acknowledgment.

"Tre, do you want to join us for dinner?" Becky asked, but Tre smiled and declined.

"You dared to refuse her?" I raised an eyebrow.

Tre immediately sat down, and the maids served him a plate of food. Becky chuckled and gave me a thumbs-up. Lately, she had been concerned about the guards and maids in the manor. The head maid informed me that Becky had asked them to eat with her at one point, so I instructed them to grant her request if she ever did. I wanted her to feel safe here. It was the only way to keep her from getting bored.

"Anyway, Becky, I'm heading to the lab later. Do you want to come?" I asked.

Becky giggled and blushed, causing me to furrow my eyebrows. Tre coughed and took a sip of water, while the maids discreetly avoided making eye contact. What was wrong with my question?

Then it dawned on me.

"You and your dirty minds," I shook my head and stood up. Becky followed, and we left Tre to finish his meal in the dining room. Becky told the others to enjoy their food, and they did.

As we made our way to the laboratory, Becky wrapped her arms around me. She paused when she spotted Sette and noticed his glasses, which made her furrow her brows.

"Where did you buy those?" she innocently asked.

Sette removed his glasses and handed them to her, allowing us to have a proper conversation. We let Becky marvel at the various machines, knowing how much she loved new things.

"The materials arrived this morning. Everything is complete. However, Mr. Harrison was talking badly about you. He said you didn't know how to kiss," Sette said with a blank expression.

"That's all?" I asked. "Then kiss him for me," I suggested.

Sette's eyes widened at my request. "What do you mean I should kiss him for you?" he asked, disbelief evident in his voice.

"Why not?" I chuckled. "Maybe he'll enjoy your kisses. Let him know they're from me," I said, calling Becky over.

"F, you're not serious, are you?" Sette asked, sounding worried.

"Since when do I joke about my orders?" I replied, giving him a stern look.

Becky joined us, and as we left the lab, we noticed Cinque cleaning her sniper just outside the room. I was about to scold her, but Becky stopped me and admired what she was doing.

"No wonder you were interested in her before," she whispered. "She's cool, Freen."

Why did she call me Freen when Cinque was around? I had told her to call me babe!

"Is she cooler than me?" I asked, rolling my eyes and crossing my arms.

Becky giggled. "You're hotter, babe." She kissed my lips and pulled me back towards my room.

Becky pushed me onto my bed and entered my secret red room. I tried to stop her, but it was too late. She saw everything inside.

"What is this? A sex dungeon?" Becky burst into laughter, throwing herself onto the bed covered in a red sheet. She fell silent for a moment, and I couldn't tell what was going through her mind.

"Let's go back to your room," I suggested, reaching out to take her hand. Instead of standing up, she pulled me towards her, causing me to end up on top of her. "Becky, not here."

"Why?" she innocently asked, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. "Because you promised someone that she would be the only one to use this room?"

"Becky, it's not like that..." I tried to sound calm, but her insecurities were consuming her once again.

"Then what, Freen? Why can't you do to me what you did with her?" she frustratedly asked. "Is she that special?"

"I can only do those things when I'm angry, Becky."

"Then get angry with me!" Becky shouted, gripping the collar of my white polo. "Why can't you be angry? You always treat me like a damsel in distress when I'm not! I would kill for you! I would die for you! What more do you want?"

"You deserve gentle treatment, Becky," I responded. "You deserve passion, not rage. You deserve love, not just physical pleasure. Do you understand?" I asked.

Becky fell silent and let out a sigh. "But I don't want to stay in this house anymore. I'll join Tre or whoever is going out. Don't try to stop me." She stormed out of the room, forcefully slamming the door behind her, leaving me with no other options.