Boreas' Obssession

Chapter 12

A/N: So guys, I'm sorry for the long absence. I am actually undergone my finishing of my final requirements to graduate that's why i really are having a hard time to update. All my paperworks are piling up, that's why my works are undergoing hiatus. For almost a month of missing, it is only now that I was able to open my account to update. So sorry😭😭. As you can see, at first I am doing all my best to produce update everyday consisting of at least 4K words, but seeing how hard and draining it can be, I decided to give you guys the needed updates to my book, I will at least shorten it to fulfill all the promises that I had made to you. I can at least promise of 2K words for update for the fast telling of my story. Thank you!

“No! P!”

He was jolted up of the bed. He can feel his entire body sweating and shaking. His tears are now making an unceremoniously flow out of his eyes. He feel a total mess as of the moment. He feel helpless and scared and abandoned.

He hug himself, trying his entire best to control his emotions and feelings at the same time. His breathing is now taking a normal rate. He can now find all his senses, he was in his room, alone in his bed, covered in total darkness. He run his hands through his wet strands and clutch it so hard. But the pain and hurt that he was feeling now was indescribable and unbearable. He feel alone. Totally alone.

He tries to sort out all his thoughts at the moment. He remembers that he was having his daily visits to their home at the middle of the forest. It was been so long since he had an interaction with his god and at its cozy house. He can feel his growing anticipation and excitement clouding any reasonable things inside his head. As he make his way to the door, he can sense a different smell and presence inside their home.

Yes, their home. He and his god of a man abode. No one else, just the two of them.

He suddenly felt a little scared, frighten of whatever in the world had happened to the person that every nights visits his dream. To the man that was able to own him, not only body and soul, but also his heart. The man who owns everything inside him. Even his entire life.

He immediately turn the knob open, finding himself at the fireplace of the room. There in front of warmth fire, he sees the back of the person who drive him to his own insanity. Its back was facing him. But it doesn’t hide the greatness and beauty of the person who was standing in front of him. He can’t deny the damn fact that even though this man was only showing its back, its power and authority oozing and conquering the entire air revolving around them. He can feel himself getting giddy and happy and love. But the moment that he takes a tentative steps toward his man, the distance seems little by little getting far for each other, until he can see the path drawing farther and farther. The figure of the man was little by little getting blurred at his vision.

He hasten and widen his steps. He can feel the fear of being left alone and being left out by this person who he owns. This is his man. The man of his twisted fantasy. The man who promised who will own and never leave his side. The man who was willing to kill a thousand army just to fully conquer him. But it seems that his man was leaving him out. It’s getting farther and farther away from him. He can feel his chest tightening at the thought of having this god like man leave him. He was already bawling his eyes out. He never blink, afraid that maybe the god will fully disappear at his vision.

Then it stop. He tried to call it so many times, he can feel his voice getting hoarse by the seconds. But all his futile running come to an abrupt stop. Then suddenly, he feel his heart crashing at the sight. He entire sight was been shower with the view of his man, getting clinged by a pretty woman, so pretty that it was blinding. He can see how its delicate fingers softly caressing the hard biceps and muscles of the said god. And in a minute, he feel himself dying. The two figures at the front of him, shares a long passionate kiss. And he saw his pathetic crying self at the eyes of the vicious woman, who give him a sly smirk.