Her Dark Obsession

Chapter 7 Part 1

***Cass's POV***

Opening my eyes, I first notice I'm alone. I shoot up in bed, making me lightheaded. Looking around, I don't see Drake.

The next thing that dawns on me is what I heard before falling asleep. And what I said.... Oh my god! Did I really tell him I love him? The fuck is wrong with me! I just met the dude!

As if on cue, Drake opens the bedroom door and walks in with a tray, in his clothes from last night.

"I figured you'd be hungry but you don't have much." He places the tray in front of me, on the bed. "I hope you like pancakes for dinner."

Sure enough, there's 6 pancakes on the tray with syrup, butter, and strawberry milk.

I gawk at him for a moment. "You made me.... Food?" I pause. "Dinner?"

He chuckles. "Yes, dinner. We have spent the Is that a problem, my dear?"

"No... But umm...... Why?" I ask.

He sits in front of me and smiles, warmly.

"Because you're hungry and we should have a chat."

I look up at him. "I think that would be wise but please. Let me eat and shower first. Meet me in the living room?"

He looks at me for a moment, then stands up. "Alright. Take your time. But know this. I'm not leaving until we talk." With that said, he turns on his heels and walks out of the room, easing the door closed behind him.

I stare at the door for a few moments before shaking my head and focusing on my pancakes.

After I eat, I set the tray on the nightstand and head for my bathroom. I don't even bother closing the door as I put some music on my bathroom speaker. I turn the water on hot and get in.

45 minutes later, I walk out of the bathroom, my hair still dripping, in a towel. I head straight for my closet, still humming the last song that was playing. I grab a black lace thong and matching bra, slipping the fabric up to my hips. I normally clip my bra first f before slipping it over my head but my mind is elsewhere.

Trying to clasp my bra, I huff.
"Ugh! Fuck it!" I start to take it off but a hand on my waist stops me.

"Let me get that." His voice husky with lust. I feel as he clips it and fixes the straps for me.

"Thanks." My heart is pounding a million beats a minute. I feel the heat raising to my cheeks. This man has seen me naked. Has done things to me that others are afraid to do. Why am I freaking?

He wraps his arms around my waist, pulling me to him so I feel his chest on my back. I feel his hard on press against my ass. I can't help but rub against him.

"Don't do that unless you want more shredded clothing." He pants.

"You grabbed me, baby." I can't help but to smile. One hand trails behind me, searching for his package. Once found, I start rubbing my hand up and down it, through the fabric. I can feel, as much as hear, the low growl escaping from his chest.

I turn to him, reach up and place my hand on his cheek. Gazing in his eyes, I'm mesmerized by them. Something about them.... Beautiful.... Strange.... I can't help but to wonder....

"What.... Are you?"