The Price of Obsession

Mia’s POV The car smelled like blood, rain, and raw s*x. I was still straddling Damien, his thick c**k buried to the hilt inside my dripping p***y as chaos closed in. His blood smeared across my breasts with every frantic movement. “Damien…” I gasped, riding him harder, tears mixing with sweat on my face. “Swear to me this baby is yours. Swear it!” His bloodied hands gripped my ass painfully tight, slamming me down onto him with brutal force. “It’s mine,” he snarled through gritted teeth, voice rough with pain and dark possession. “That child growing in your womb is mine. You’re mine. Say it.” “I’m yours,” I moaned, clenching around him. “But if you’re lying to me—” “I’m not f*****g lying!” he growled, thrusting up so deep I cried out. “Everything else might be a trap, but this… this is real.” Headlights flooded the car from behind. My father’s men were gaining fast. Damien suddenly flipped us, pinning me against the seat and pounding into me with desperate, punishing strokes. “They want to break us,” he hissed against my ear, biting my neck hard. “But I’ll kill every last one of them before I let them take you from me.” I came violently, screaming his name as my walls spasmed around his c**k. He followed with a guttural roar, flooding me with another thick load until it overflowed and soaked us both. We had seconds. Damien pulled out roughly, c*m gushing down my thighs, and shoved me into the passenger seat. He took the wheel, speeding through the rain like a man possessed. “Tell me about Sophia,” I demanded, voice shaking as I reloaded the gun. “No more lies, Damien. Not now.” He winced, pressing one hand to his bleeding chest. “She was supposed to be my future. Pregnant with my child. I thought Harrington killed her to destroy me. But if she’s alive…” His voice cracked — the first real fracture I’d ever heard in the ruthless billionaire. “And me?” I whispered. “Was I just the replacement?” Damien’s eyes flashed with dangerous intensity. “You were never a replacement. The moment I sank into you on our wedding night, I knew I was f****d. I was supposed to use you for one year… but I became obsessed. Addicted.” Gunshots shattered the rear window. “Faster!” I screamed, firing back blindly. Damien swerved into a dark tunnel and killed the lights. The car screeched to a stop. He dragged me back onto his lap instantly, thrusting up into my c*m-soaked p***y without warning. “Feel that?” he growled, f*****g me hard and deep. “This is real. This obsession. This need. No one else gets this from me. No one.” I rode him desperately, tears falling. “Then why does it feel like everything is crumbling?” “Because they want you to doubt me,” he snarled, gripping my hips bruisingly. “But you’re mine, Mia. My wife. My woman. The mother of my child.” Headlights suddenly flooded the tunnel. My father’s voice boomed through a speaker, cold and cutting: “Mia! Stop this foolishness. Come to me now and I’ll let Voss die quickly. That baby belongs with its real family.” Sophia’s voice came next — soft, manipulative, and full of pain: “Damien… please. Our child needs its father. I never stopped loving you. Don’t choose her.” Damien froze mid-thrust, buried deep inside me. For one terrifying heartbeat, I saw conflict in his eyes. I grabbed his face, forcing him to look at me. “Choose,” I whispered, voice breaking but fierce. “Me. Or the ghost you thought you lost.” His eyes darkened with raw, terrifying obsession. “You,” he growled, slamming into me harder. “It’s always been you.” But then my phone rang. An unknown number. I answered with trembling fingers, putting it on speaker. A cold, mocking male voice filled the car: “Congratulations, Mrs. Voss. The real paternity test is finally here. That baby isn’t Damien’s. It’s mine. I’ve been inside you more times than he knows… and I’m coming to collect what belongs to me.” Damien’s entire body went rigid. His c**k twitched violently inside me. The voice laughed softly. “See you soon, little wife.” The line went dead. Damien’s eyes met mine filled with murderous fury, devastating pain, and unhinged possession.