PSYCHO ROMANCE_(FORCEFULLY MINE)

Love From Hell 💗P26

It was almost 7 PM, and Mania was in his room, waiting for Rehza to wake up. He sighed as he stood up and went towards his office. He started packing Rehza's stuff so he could send it to her home. Suddenly, he saw a note on the desk.

"How was the coffee? Hope you have a nice sleep. Don't worry, I didn't poison it. I just used some drug to give you a nice sleep so you can rest because there is a long fight you have to fight for."

The note suggested the coffee was meant for Mania, but someone had placed it on Rehza's table by mistake, and she drank it. Mania was furious, not just at the situation, but at himself for letting this happen. He knew if Rehza got hurt, he wouldn’t be in good condition either.

"I will not let this slide," he muttered, punching his table. He heard a shocked voice from behind.

"What happened?" Rehza rushed towards him.

"Nothing," Mania replied, but his voice was strained. He pulled her into a tight embrace, his grip possessive and desperate.

"Are you sure you're okay?" she asked again, her concern palpable.

He nodded, but his eyes darkened. "I will drop you home," he insisted. Despite her refusals, he leaned down and looked at her sternly.

"I'm not asking, I'm ordering. As an employee, you should listen to your boss unless you want to be punished, little baby," he whispered in his deep, sharp voice, the threat laced with an unsettling blend of danger and desire.

She sighed and agreed to go with him. The drive was smooth, and everything seemed fine. He finally dropped her home safely.

While returning to his house, Mania was lost in deep thoughts, driving very fast as he pondered what was going on. He almost hit someone, and suddenly pressed his brakes, taking a deep breath. He decided to meet his psychologist as soon as possible.

Meanwhile, someone was keeping an eye on him, taking pictures. The observer was dressed in black, with a cap and a mask, blending into the shadows.