His Lovely Obsession (English)

Stacey is torn between taking the call or not. Looking at Nick's angry face makes the latter seems to be a better choice. He was a very generous lover to her when they got intimate and she doesn't want him to be pissed tonight.

She decided to ask him. "Do you want me to answer it or not?" she tried to make her tone steady.

SHIT!! When will this asshole stop? Nick thought.

He wants to beat him up but he doesn't want to frighten Stacey. At this early stage of their relationship, he doesn't wish that she sees his violent side which he himself just recently discovered . She asked him to do those wonderful things to her a while ago and he'll do his best not ruin what they have right now just because he is jealous as fuck again . He wished himself good luck because he is really pissed. He dealt with the other asshole already, Stacey's former boss and he is pretty sure that he will stop wooing Stacey. Now Blake is his only problem.

Stacey uttered his name again while her phone continues to ring. The dickhead waiting for her has an impatient expression already as he holds the phone to his ear.

He blew out some air to release some of his annoyance. " You don't need to get it. We'll get out of the car anyway." he said.

He stepped on the accelerator again and stopped a few meters from Blake's motorcycle. They saw him straightened and turned to look at his car.

"I can't go out like this!" Stacey said and she sounded panicky.

She helplessly looked at Nick's grim expression as he glares at Blake through the windshield.

He glanced at her face down her breasts. "Do you ever think that I will let him see you like that?" he asked in an arctic tone. "Just wait here!Don't dare come out!" he commanded.

She rolled her eyes at him before he got out of the vehicle. She frowned when Nick walked to where Blake is. The latter has his forehead creased as Nick talks to him.

GOSH! What is he telling Blake? She asked herself.

She can't see Nick's face but his back looks tensed. He seems to be holding out his temper. She saw Blake's lips thinned while he listens to whatever Nick is saying. Then after a while, he did the talking and she witnessed how Nick's hands which are on his sides clenched. She felt a little apprehensive. There is definitely tension between the two men.

She can't go out because Nick specifically said that she stays inside so she decided to honk to get their attention, especially Nick's. He didn't turn but Blake looked at the car's direction. He said something to Nick and the latter walked back to his car. He opened the backseat then got something , it's a black jacket. He slammed the door then went to the driver's seat. He slid in without closing the door.

in a very

quiet.He really looks menacing.

instruction!" he ordered then went around the car to open her door

look angry now. Instead, he has a smile on his handsome face. He took hold of her hand as he helps her go out. She wanted to tell him that he is really bipolar but of course she didn't. He held her hand firmly as they walk to where Blake is. He has his eyes on their hands for a few seconds before his eyes went to her face. He is poker-faced. Now it dawned on her why Nick had suddenly changed his facial expression. He wants to show Blake that she belongs to him

to get her hand back. She almost sighed

went out with your boss . You were more than tipsy when I left."

"Are you implying that I took advantage

ask me that question. I definitely have a lot to say but not in front of Stacey." he said

okay. Nothing bad happened. Thank you for the concern. Now that you have seen that I'm fine, let's all call it a night. I still have work tomorrow."

about her like this. She got no reaction from him though. The two men are

she turned to him, "

he looked at her. His eyes look steely. It seems that he didn't like her calling him sir in front

about to say something too so she turned her eyes to Blake again. "Thank you. Please

He

his helmet on, he said, "You take care miss Hotness, you need

winced when Nick's tightened his grip on her arm as

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on the middle of the street. His left

"Nick..." she complained.

set in a thin line. "In front of that asshole, who you keep on saying is just your friend, you called me sir, now that we're alone you

heavily before removing his hand from her forearm. "Every one knows that you are

I think it's best that they know! " he

something that I

by that?" He asked . His tone sounds