Page 124 of Fatal Obsession


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“You’resuch a buzzkill.Bzz.Bzz.”Rayyanwas coked out of his mind and garbled nonsense.

Ichecked the time on my phone whenIcaught something out of the corner of my eye.Perhapsit was my imagination, butIcould’ve swornIsaw a shadow in his bedroom.

Almostas if someone was watching me.

“Didyou invite a girl over by any chance?”Iasked, trying to make out the figure.

Rayyansnorted, zonked out of his mind.Hereally shouldn’t be sitting on the edge of that terrace. “Probablymy sister coming back for revenge.”

“Huh?”

Themaniacal laughter got louder. “It’sa secret.”

“Whatever.Ineed to go.Canyou please get off the ledge first?Idon’t need you dying on my watch.”

Rayyanheld up both hands as if in surrender, looking out into the ocean. “Alright.Alright.I’lltell you.RememberwhenRosewas found beaten outsideUncleDev’shouse?”

Isighed. “HowcanIforget?”Rosehad never been the same since the incident.Itruined her life.Shefeared the dark and always looked over her shoulders.Attimes, she couldn’t even string two syllables together.Fearhad overtaken her existence.Aftera momentary pause,Isaid, “Youknow thatRoseis”

“Mysister?”Thelaughter grew louder, his body moving from side to side.Thisfreak was officially creeping me out. “Ofcourse,Iknow, dear cousin.That’swhyItried beating her to death, but that security guard came to her rescue and ruined everything.Ifonly that bitch had died,Icould’ve becomeUncleDev’ssole heir and inherited all his stocks.”Hewas slurring his words and had no idea what he was saying or who he was speaking with.

Ibent to gather my purse off the ground. “Bye,Rayyan.Andremember, you’re an idiot.”

Rayyandidn’t turn to face me. “Nexttime,I’llfinish the job and kill the bitch.”

Isighed deeply.

Iplaced both hands on his shoulder blades and pushed him off the ledge.Islung my bag over my shoulders and turned away, listening toRayyan’slast scream on earth as he fell to his death.

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Epilogue

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Poppy

Therich leatherscent from the chair wafted into the air as my fingers trailed over the luxurious dark brown material.Therewas an aphrodisiac to this touch like it was meant to be mine.Itsmelled like power.

Mytongue darted out to lick my bottom lip.Damonsmirked from the other end of the long conference table, watching me with the same lustful eyes asIwas watching the chair.Wefinished prepping for our first official meeting since the merger.DamonleftMaxwellCorp, taking his patented technology with him.Theclients that leftAmbaniCorpflocked back to us as a result.Damoneven changed his last name toAmbaniand assumed a position on the board.Iwanted to share the co-CEOtitle with him, but he refused, claiming his dream had been to watch me sit in the head chair and rule the world.

Howmany husbands would do that on top of covering up their wife’s murder?

No,Ididn’t regret killingRayyan.Hewould’ve died within a few years anyway from drugs but might’ve killedRosebefore leaving this earth.Ihad no choice but to take care of the problem.

Nonetheless, it bothered me thatRayyan’sdeath saddenedRose.Iowed her for bothDamonandRayyanand vowed to make things right once she was lucid.

Moreso, it bothered me when the blame for the murder fell onDamon.IpursuedSophie, leading a charge to reverse her deposition.Butmy husband was a few steps ahead of me.

Healways cleaned up my mess, never once berating me for my terrible impulses.Noevil too great could turnDamonaway from me, not even murder.Forthe longest time,Ifeared he’d find out and would want nothing more to do with me.

Unbeknownstto me, the opposite was true.Damonput multiple safeguards in place soIwouldn’t end up in jail.Hewas willing to take the fall if they fell through, leading the suspicion away from me.

Thatbeautiful lunatic.

Ibit my lower lip, salivating after him at just the thought.Hungerlit in his eye at the small action.Ifwe didn’t have a meeting in two minutes, he’d defile me on this table right now.Icouldn’t look away from him even as the rest of the members filtered into the boardroom, exchanging pleasantries.

Oneof the junior interns, a cousin of mine, went around pouring fresh cups of coffee for everyone.Ismirked, watching him return to the same chairIused to sit in once upon a time.Mypalm unknowingly rested on my abdomen, craving the day the baby inside me would do the same.They’dclimb the ladder until reaching the very top.

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