HIS SINFUL OBSESSION

3. ACCIDENT

THIS CHAPTER GOES 4 YEARS AGO FROM MARCUS'S POV.

MARCUS - 15 YEARS
TISHA - 14 YEARS

You're fighting me off like a firefighter
So tell me why you still get burned
You say you're not, but you're still a liar.

The moment I reached the age where I could obtain my learner's permit for a driving license, I was thrilled. The prospect of riding the brand new motorcycle my father had given me filled me with excitement. As I cruised on the motorcycle, I could feel the wind hitting my body, and I experienced an exhilarating rush of adrenaline. While I was enjoying the adrenaline rush of riding my bike at 120 km/hr, completely absorbed in the moment and feeling carefree, a sudden obstacle appeared. A dog came running in front of me and abruptly stopped, causing me to lose my balance and collide with a pole.

I vividly recall the day when my bike was severely crushed in an accident. Thankfully, I was fully geared up with protective equipment, but unfortunately, my leg was fractured in the mishap. Without that safety gear, I shudder to think what might have happened. It took a grueling five months for my leg to fully heal. Thanks to my academic performance, I was allowed to resume my classes, but I was also tasked with tutoring the student who missed classes due to my absence, as per the school guidelines.

I was stripped of my position as the basketball captain and prohibited from playing the game for an entire year. Basketball has always been my go-to stress reliever, so I sought out an alternative and ended up getting involved in underground fighting. Looking back, I realize it wasn't the wisest choice, but at that time, I simply didn't care.. Since the age of six, my father, a former MMA fighter, dedicated himself to teaching me a wide array of fighting moves and techniques. He honed his skills while serving with the UFC for an astounding ten years and maintained an impressive winning streak throughout. His successes led to substantial financial gain, with each victorious match earning him an incredible three million dollars. As a result, he ascended to become one of the wealthiest and most respected figures in both the business and MMA arenas on a global scale.

I have a real passion for martial arts and enjoy the discipline and focus it brings to my life. However, my true ambition lies in taking my father's business to new heights as a global player in the tech industry. I have been cultivating the skills and knowledge needed to achieve this goal. My father is supportive of my aspirations as long as I stay on the right track. 

When I found out that Tisha was going to be my tutor for the next four months, I was initially apprehensive. Tisha and I had been rivals, and our relationship was characterized by animosity. However, I was willing to put our differences aside and give her a chance. Unfortunately, over the course of those four months, Tisha's attitude and behavior started to grate on my nerves.

Tisha often used to spend a lot of time at our house because she was very close to my sister. Our families had a strong bond due to our membership in the same social group in America. What's more, our fathers were business partners, and they still maintain that partnership to this day.

Right now, all that consumed my thoughts was how Tisha managed to turn everything sour. I initially saw her as a harmless academic competitor, but she showed her true colors when she decided to expose my involvement in underground fighting, leading to a two-week suspension and an attempt to sabotage my prospects for Yale University.

She teased me at the vulnerable phase of my life and made me feel dumb when she used to tutor me. I have been a keen believer of karma and when it hits you, you become vulnerable I have learned my lesson but the accident Tisha had to go through was something I didn't want, not this extreme though and I made sure that when she will be back I will make things hard and ugly for her but when I saw her standing next to Alex it made my blood boil and now I wanted things to take a dirty turn. A turn was so dirty that it ruined us with the spark that we have been holding for each other since forever. 

I never gave attention to the sexual tension I felt in her presence, all I used to do was innocent flirting but now I will change everything. Now the desire won't just be left till the tension but more. I will make her hate me even more but she won't be able to resist my touch. I will hate her and ruin her in all the possible ways because I want to make things sinful between us which isn't morally correct but again who the fuck cares about taking wise decisions because I ain't stopping until I make her mine. 

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