A little heads up before you indulge in reading this story. If you have read my first story, you'll know what I write deals with extremely dark descriptions and stories and 'Obsession' is going to be much darker than my last one.
I URGE YOU TO READ...
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I sat in the passenger seat beside him, my gaze fixed on him as he drove. Unable to resist the urge, I decided to poke him a little.
"So..."
"Do you have a girlfriend?" I asked.
All this time and I don't even know if he's dating someone. Cain never talks about his love life, like ever. Whenever I try to talk him out on this topic, he just diverts them. He's really quite secretive about some aspects of his life.
Like, I don't know what he does on weekends or weekdays when he's not hanging out with me or sparring. Well, he does have quite a lot of companies to manage too.
Maybe, he really doesn't get any time to himself. Aww Cain.
"No," came his quick and calm response.
"Why? Aren't you a bit too old to not have one?" I teased, hoping for more than just one-word answers.
He glanced at me with a small smirk, as if I was cracking a joke, then returned his attention to the road.
"You think I'm old?" he asked, a smile playing at his lips.
"Well, technically you are to not have a girlfriend. And don't change the topic," I said, giving him a glare.
But he only chuckled. "Maybe I'm just not interested."
"In what? Having a girlfriend. Then what are you interested in?" I asked, genuinely curious.
"Cain, don't tell me you're into boys. I mean, I'm totally cool with it, and I'll support you to no end, but I never thought..."
"Everlee," Cain scowled, effectively silencing me. He abruptly turned the steering wheel and stopped his car, seconds before mounting on the pavement, then turned to me with his gaze firm.
"Just so you know. I'm not interested in men, just as I'm not interested in having a girlfriend. I already have someone I love and adore, and I'm going to make her my wife soon because she deserves nothing less than that title and I won't let her settle for anything less. Do you understand?"
I nodded quickly. "Yes."
He slowly leaned back, eyes still on me, and adjusted his suit jacket before revving his Porsche to life.
He has someone he loves, and he's going to marry her soon. I am truly happy for him, I am... but... What will happen afterward? Will I still have the same access to him as I do now, having dinners with him, going out with him?
I don't know. Won't he prefer spending all that time with her instead of me? Will he still care for me like he always has?
I begin to wonder if I have a life outside of him. He's all I've ever known and loved. What would I do without him?
I chuckle at my own predicament. Of course, he's the center of my world.
I thought about the possibilities of our relationship remaining the same, but I couldn't come up with any. I don't have the emotional energy to dwell on it further, so, I've decided I'll just have to face it when the time comes and move forward with my life, with or without Cain in it.
