Dark Romance: A Cruel Obsession

“I…” Vivian’s gaze uncontrollably drifted towards the bulge at his crotch, its alarming size making Vivian struggle to swallow, “I won’t…”

“Just help me take it out.” Alajos’ kisses landed on her forehead, eyes, nose, and lips, his seductive voice coaxing her.

Enchanted by Alajos, Vivian extended her hand, placing it on the metal buckle of his belt. One hand couldn’t undo it, so she reached out with both hands. However, her trembling wrists lacked strength, and the metal buckle made a faint noise but wouldn’t budge.

The swelling between Alajos’ legs made him intolerably hot all over. He breathed out a heated breath, guiding Vivian’s hand with his own, patiently teaching her how to undo his belt, how to unzip his trousers, and how to extract his enormous member.

Vivian was nearly suffocating. As her hand grasped the large, hot, hard object, her throat tightened, forcing her to gasp for air, aiding her lungs to take in more.

Alajos’ movements remained relentless. One hand gripped her waist, the other guided her hand up and down his member. Her boneless fingers tightly encircled it, bringing a different, pleasurable sensation, sending shivers up her spine, straight to her brain.

“Alajos…” Vivian’s hand ached, her body engulfed by overwhelming desire, leaving her floundering in helplessness, seeking assistance from Alajos.

Alajos tenderly caressed her sweaty face. Vivian stared at him with dazed eyes, suddenly hearing the rustle of clothes falling to the ground. As their bare skin met once more, Alajos’ heated member pressed against her thigh, and only then did Vivian slowly realize what he had done.

“Ah…”

Alajos raised her hand above her head, parted her fair legs, and forcefully, irresistibly entered her body.

His domination overwhelmed Vivian, her heart pounding, unable to distinguish whether she liked it or not. Her mind was filled only with the sensation of that round, substantial object penetrating her tightness, feeling foreign.

Vivian couldn’t endure it. Her hands weakly clutched the edge of the pillow. “Alajos…”

Vivian’s pitiful cry was as gentle as a feather brushing against the skin, itching the heart. His breathing grew more urgent, his thrusts faster. He could feel her wetness, the ambiguous sound of water bringing a sweet fragrance.

Alajos was bewitched, obsessed with Vivian’s body. He bent down in the overwhelming passion, swallowing all of her moans and pleas.NôvelDrama.Org owns all content.

After the intense passion subsided, Alajos collapsed on Vivian’s sweaty body, kissing her in fits and starts.

After the intense surge of desire, Vivian’s mind went blank, her weariness urging her to sleep, disturbed by Alajos’ kisses.

“Don’t…” Vivian weakly placed her hand on Alajos’ head, unable to push him away, “Let me sleep…”

Alajos kissed her palm, his moist breath hitting her hand, stirring Vivian’s heart, slightly awakening her.

“Not taking a bath?” Alajos buried his head in her neck.

Vivian looked at him pitifully. “I’m too tired.”

“I’ll help you.” A man satisfied in desire is willing to serve his wife. He carried Vivian horizontally, walking naked to the bathroom.

The bathroom door closed, the sound of running water, and increasingly urgent moans and gasps.

“No, Alajos.”

“Stop, stop, stop!”

“Almost there, Vivian, Vivian…”

…

Returning to the warm, soft bed, Vivian was so exhausted, she didn’t want to move a finger. She spread herself out on the bed, succumbing to a deep sleep.

Alajos lay beside Vivian, turning off the bedroom light. He propped his head, the moonlight, unobstructed by curtains, gently falling on Vivian.

Unconsciously, he reached out, his fingertips landing on her moonlit brows and eyes, gently brushing along her eyebrows, the soft touch making his heart tender.

This was forbidden.

Capo was the ruler of the Mafia, his heart needed to be as hard as a rock, unbreakable, to better lead his followers and withstand all harm from their enemies.

If he had a weakness, if he wasn’t unbreakable, what could he use to protect his family, to protect Vivian?

Alajos always knew what he wanted, what he should do. He knew he couldn’t continue to sink. Vivian was his wife, but also a fragile, foolish, naive, and weak woman. Alajos could protect her, but he absolutely couldn’t let himself love her.

Alajos got out of bed and went into the bathroom.

Soon, thethe sound of running water trickled in, lessening the heat that consumed him.

Alajos let out a heavy breath, reaching for the soap on the shelf. The soap, wet and slippery, slipped from his hand, flying out as he tried to grasp it. As he bent to pick it up, he hit his head on the cabinet, producing a loud thud.

“Dong!” The impact left Alajos dazed, as he held his aching head and carelessly closed the cabinet door he had accidentally opened.

Turning back to continue his shower, Alajos suddenly froze.

What was that just now?

With a surge of curiosity, Alajos swiftly opened the cabinet, revealing in a disarrayed manner three pregnancy tests and their packaging.

Alajos recognized the tests at a glance. His movements halted, as he thought of Vivian’s unexplained and persistent nausea over the past month.

Could it be more than just a stomach issue? Could it be…

Alajos’ face darkened suddenly, realizing the gravity of the situation.

Vivian was pregnant?

How could Vivian be pregnant? She was taking birth control…

Alajos felt a knot in his stomach, aware of the severity of the problem.

Vivian hadn’t taken her birth control; she was pregnant now!

Admitting that he needed an heir, Alajos knew that Vivian, as his wife, had to bear him a child. It was his right, and Vivian’s duty.

But not now.

Vivian could have his child, but it absolutely could not be now!

Frustrated, Alajos ran his hand through his hair. Did Vivian know she was pregnant? What was she thinking?

Staring at the pregnancy tests in his hand, Alajos realized that Vivian had hidden them. She knew she was pregnant, but she hadn’t told him. She had decided to conceal the existence of this child. Why?

Anger and unease filled Alajos’ heart, not only because of Vivian’s concealment but also because the sudden arrival of this child disrupted all his current plans and arrangements. Their beliefs prevented them from terminating the pregnancy; Vivian could only bear the child, but it was so fragile.

Could he survive?