HIS OBSESSION-𝟏𝟖+

Jack William

Somewhere in New York

In a dark room, a man was doing push-ups. The entire place was silent, except for the voice of his secretary breaking through the stillness as he informed him of the day's schedule.

"Sir, today you have a meeting with the CEO of German Industries, Mr Justin Germans, at noon."

Jack hummed in acknowledgement, signalling that he should continue. The secretary listed the rest of his schedule before falling silent, waiting for further instructions.

When Jack realised his secretary was still standing there, he stopped in the middle of his push-up.

"What are you waiting for? GET OUT!" he barked.

The man flinched, shivers running down his spine at his boss's sudden outburst.

He immediately stammered an apology for his unprofessional behaviour and ran out of the room. Well, who wouldn't? Facing the boss's wrath this early in the morning wasn't something anyone wanted.

Later, in the mansion

The massive hall of his mansion was lined with servants, all standing in a perfect row. The silence was so thick that the ticking of the clock echoed across the room.

Then, the faint sound of footsteps echoed against the marble floor. That was enough to make everyone's blood run cold. The devil was coming.

The servants immediately straightened their backs, their eyes cast down.

As Jack entered the hall, they greeted him with synchronised bows at ninety degrees. He didn't acknowledge them and didn't even glance in their direction. He simply walked to the dining table and sat down.

A young maid stepped forward to serve him breakfast. After placing the dishes before him, she lingered, staring at him a moment too long.

The other servants shook their heads in silent warning. She was new. They had already told her never to look directly at him. But she clearly ignored them.

Jack, in the middle of eating, felt the weight of her gaze. He slowly raised his head and found her staring at him, lust shining in her eyes.

A smirk tugged at his lips.

The maid froze, embarrassed for being caught, but when she saw him smirking back, she thought she had succeeded in seducing him.

When he motioned for her to come closer with his eyes, her face lit up in triumph. From the corner of her gaze, she even looked at the others with pride, as if to say, 'See? I did it.

She approached him, standing there with a seductive smile. Her hand itched to touch his handsome face, and she slowly raised her hand toward him.

When he saw this, his expression immediately changed in an instant. The smirk vanished, replaced by plainness and hardness. which was clearly saying danger.

Before she could even understand anything, his large hand caught her wrist in air before it could touch his face. Suddenly, a painful and loud scream echoed through the hall, which made everyone present in the hall shiver. In shock, she looked at her hand, which was covered in her blood, sharp. A searing pain shot through her body.

Her widened eyes look at him before her world starts spinning. Blood poured from her wrist onto the shining floor, and then in seconds her body collapsed into unconsciousness; within seconds she fell on the floor.

Jack, unfazed, calmly wiped the blood from his hand with a handkerchief as though nothing unusual had happened. After he was finished, he adjusted his coat, stood up, and walked past her unconscious body. Like she doesn't matter to him.