My Biggest Obsession

𝐓𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲-𝐅𝐨𝐮𝐫.

♪ Always Been You - Chris Grey ♪

| Aace |

Ivory was sleeping in my arms. God, she's so beautiful. She looks ethereal. I knew I didn't deserve her. I knew I wasn't worthy of her. But I can't stay away. I'm drawn back to her every time.

She's a drug, she's my addiction. And she's mine. I didn't love, I adored last night when she came undone under me.

The world could fall apart behind me, but I would only be able to look at her. And I'd hold her during every second of it. I would serve her the fucking world on a plate if she asked me to.

I'm obsessed with her, in a way that might be unhealthy but I don't give a fuck about it.

She's my woman.

And nobody touches my fucking woman.

My heart feels at peace when I look at her. She's my fucking redemption in this shitty world.

And this world?

She deserves every part of it. I wanted to keep her from the world just for myself.

I just couldn't get enough of her.

I hope one day she'll be at peace with herself. I hope she'll win all the battles she doesn't tell anyone about. I hope I can bring her this peace. I know there's a war in her mind. And sometimes it's draining her. I can see it when she wakes up from nightmares. But in these moments she does nothing more than pushing me away. She prefers to stay alone, spiraling in her thoughts rather than talking to me.

And I wanted so badly to read her thoughts. But I couldn't. And I can just hope that one day she'll trust me enough to open up to me. I wanted to know the fucking darkest parts of her soul, every secrets. But Ivory is scared of these secrets herself, so how will she share those parts of her when she's scared of it?

And it breaks my fucking heart to know that the only person I can't protect her from is herself.

Maybe she made a promise to herself, to keep these secrets until she dies? If so, I'll follow her to her grave if I have to, but I'll do everything to pierce the mystery of her person.

But Ivory thinks she's helpless. And honestly I didn't even know myself if I could understand her pain, I could only try. I wanted to be there for her. I wanted to be the one she leans on when she has nobody else. I wanted to be the one wiping her tears away.

But in fact, I didn't want to ever see her crying.

And when I think about it, I realize that Ivory has never cried in front of me.

Not even once.

I didn't know if she really didn't cry or if she just wanted to show herself strong in front of me.

I think I already know the answer to that. It's a facade, a mask. Because she doesn't know how to do otherwise. She didn't want to worry others, didn't want to bother them. So instead, she'd rather smile on the outside, and cry from the inside.

But what will happen when she won't be able to do that anymore? What will happen when she'll explode? I can only say that when this day comes, I'll be there. And I'll sit for fucking hours with her if I have to, if it can makes her her pain go away.

I felt her moving on my chest as she slowly opened her eyes, looking straight into my direction. And then, she smiles.
And I'm melting at the sight of it.

"Hey sleeping beauty." I muttered.

"Hey creepy guy that watches me sleep." She muttered back and I chuckled.

I couldn't help but stare in her eyes.

"What?"

I laughed. "Nothing."

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Erin called us in the mansion's garden, apparently they were having a barbecue. So here we were, me, Ivory, Aurelia, Erin, Luca, Matteo, Elijah, Nate and Damian, eating all together.

"Hey, don't want to be intrusive but like... When are the kids for?" Aurelia requested, making Ivory spit out her water.

"I don't know. It's not me who's going to be bearing the child. Ask the future mother." I turned to Ivory.

Ivory scoffed. "The only moment you'll see me bearing a child is in your dreams."

I smirked, leaned close to her ear and murmured, "Do you want to know what's in my dreams?"

"I need to laugh apparently. So go ahead."

I made sure she was the only one to hear. "In my dreams, you're on your knees before me. If you know what I'm talking about."

I watched her eyes go wide, as a blush appeared on her cheeks. I'm satisfied with her reaction.

"What? It's the truth."

"Nevermind." She shook her head, exasperated,

| Ivory |

A smile appeared on Aace's face as he seemed to have an idea.

"Want to dance ?" He proposed to me, offering me his hand.

"What ?" I laughed, "I don't know how to dance."

"It doesn't matter, we're just doing it for fun. Come on!"

I finally agreed with him and took his hand as he led me a little bit far away from the group.

"Aace Rossi is that you? Are you possessed? Do you have a fever?"

He furrowed his brow, "No... I don't have a fever, and yes it's me. Why are you asking all of this?"

"Because I would've never thought that one day you'd invite me to dance. And willingly."

I smiled as he made me turn on myself with his hand. At this moment, it was like no one was around us. It was just me and him, in our little cocoon.

He shrugged his shoulders."Well, I guess a lot of things have changed since back then."

Few words that meant so much more...

I nodded. "Yeah. A lot of things have changed."

I saw the corner of his lips twitching into a smile as he leaned closer to me, looking at my lips. He went to kiss me, but suddenly his smile dropped and his gaze fell on the strap of my top. He touched the strap of my top, ripping off a little black object that was on it, catching it. Then he carefully observed it.

"What's that?"

His eyes met mine, "A microphone."

Two words, enough to make my world collapse.

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