His Deadly Obsession

Chapter 2

2,104 words

Tristan Blackwood was both devoted and insane.

He said from the moment I saved him, he decided he would marry no one but me.

To win my heart, he imprisoned me for three years. Every day he tried new ways to please me. But I didn't love him. I could never accept him.

Recently though, he found a substitute who resembled me.

They'd been all over each other for months now.

To provoke me, Tristan often sent me videos of their intimate moments.

I was sitting in the courtyard, watching one of their videos, when suddenly a commotion erupted outside.

"Tristan comes here every other day. Today I'm going to see what treasure he's hiding in this villa!"

"But didn't Mr. Blackwood say this villa is his private sanctuary? No one's allowed inside."

"Yeah, Melody. I heard someone just looked inside once and Mr. Blackwood broke their limbs and gouged out their eyes. Isn't it bad if we sneak in without his permission?"

"What are you afraid of? Tristan adores me. He'd never blame me."

Hearing the noise outside, I frowned. An ominous feeling washed over me.

I knew better than anyone how crazy Tristan could be.

He was extremely possessive. He treated me like his property and kept me imprisoned in this villa.

Once, someone got curious and snuck into the villa to catch a glimpse of me.

Tristan broke their arms and legs, gouged out their eyes, and the next day they vanished without a trace.

At first, he was only jealous of men. But then he noticed I treated the housekeepers more gently than I treated him.

In a fit of rage, he fired all the housekeepers.

He'd rather bring me three meals a day himself than let anyone else look at me for more than a second.

If those people outside came in, they'd be in serious trouble.

I quickly stood up, wanting to warn them to leave immediately.

But the moment I opened the door, a face ninety percent identical to mine appeared before my eyes.

Before I could speak, she slapped me hard across the face.

"Where did you come from, you bitch? How dare you get surgery to look like me and hide in Tristan's villa? Are you trying to steal my man?"