Obsessive Control ( Under publishing contract )

Nobody 10%

"Feeling invincible, while trembling at the thought of losing what fuels every beat of your heart."

I enter the surveillance room, then sit down facing the cameras. I enter the house security code, my phone starts vibrating, I pick it up.

— Mr. Braham, I'm sorry to bother you while you're on vacation, but we've had a problem with the files you've entrusted to us.

— What's the problem?

She remains silent for a few seconds.

— New evidence has been submitted to the judge concerning Mr. Joy's trial. Mr. Joy is demanding an interview with you and no one else, so I tried to reason with him. But he arrived at the office pretty upset.

Damn, I was going to have to leave the house and leave Aris unattended. I breathed loudly into the phone.

— Have him wait in my office, I'll be there in thirty minutes, and make sure he calms down.
Yes sir, please wait...

I hang up without waiting for more from my secretary. I then get up and return to the bedroom. Aris is on the bed, asleep, her forehead sweating. Touching it, I noticed it was burning. She had a high fever, but I was going to have to leave her in this state.

I lifted her into the dressing room and laid her on the bed. I'd changed the sheets beforehand after the punishment I'd inflicted on her. I place a cold towel, still soaked with water, on his forehead, then leave the room, locking the door. I had to secure the house after I left. There was no way she could get out while I was gone. Given your condition, you won't get very far, my dear Aris.

I change into a suit and look at the cameras again, she's still in the same position. I activate the security system, which links everything to a bomb.

All she had to do was try to open the front door, even just a little. The whole place would explode.

It was radical, but you had to be careful. I've got 15 minutes to get out.

I head for the underground garage, then get into my car, open the doors and drive off at speed - the security system engages after I get out.

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Thirty minutes away, I'm only thirty fucking minutes away, she seems so far away. Am I afraid?
Yes, that she'll get away from me, that she'll disappear and I won't be able to find her.

I looked at the huge building in front of me. Braham & Co." was written in large letters. Leaving my contemplation behind, I crossed the hall at full speed. I crossed the hall to the security gate, when a hand came to rest on my shoulder.

— Sir, only staff are allowed in at this hour.

I turn to face the security guard and give him a murderous look.

— What's your name, sir?

He looked at me as if I'd asked a stupid question, his eyes looking me up and down. He had a nerve, taunting me with his smirk. A correction is in order, and I approach him, towering over him.

— I seem to have to repeat myself, what's your n...

— Mister Braham.

A female voice cuts me off.

My gaze was still on the little shit, whose face had changed color at the mention of my name.