Dark Romance: A Cruel Obsession

Is she pregnant?

Is she about to become a mother?

Will Alajos welcome the arrival of this child?

Vivian had countless questions in her mind, and the answers were about to be revealed along with the test results.

Three more minutes.

Vivian silently counted the time in her mind.

Two more minutes.

“Bang! Bang!”

The bathroom door was suddenly knocked, nearly causing Vivian to drop the pregnancy test.

“Who is it?”

“It’s me.” Alajos’ voice sounded from outside the door. He rattled the doorknob, unable to open it. “Why did you lock the door? Mare said you weren’t feeling well. Did you vomit again?”

Mare! Traitor! Vivian cursed Mare in her mind, hurriedly gathering the pregnancy test and its packaging. The test result had not come out yet, and there was still one minute.All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

Alajos, outside the door, didn’t receive a response from Vivian. Worried that something might have happened to her in the bathroom, he began knocking louder. “Open the door, what’s wrong with you?”

“I… I’m fine, I’ll be right out.” Seeing Alajos’s agitation, as if he could break down the bathroom door at any moment, Vivian didn’t dare to delay any longer. She quickly stuffed everything haphazardly into the small cabinet under the washbasin.

Before Alajos’s patience ran out, Vivian promptly opened the door. Indeed, Alajos noticed her pale complexion.

“Don’t frown, it’s scary,” Vivian pretended to be scared by him, trying to conceal her nervousness.

“I’ve told you, you need to see a doctor,” Alajos frowned, looking at her. “It’s been a while now, and your stomach issues have been troubling you.”

“I know, I will see a doctor, but not right now,” Vivian could only promise Alajos for the time being, but she was sure she wouldn’t go see a doctor right away. “I’m hungry.”

Vivian touched her stomach, which wasn’t a lie; she really was hungry.

“Haylee left dinner,” seeing that Vivian finally agreed to see a doctor, Alajos felt somewhat relieved and went downstairs with her.

Mare had already heated up dinner and was standing by the dining table, receiving an intense glare from Vivian.

Pretending not to notice, Mare shifted his gaze without any guilt.

He hadn’t told Alajos about the possibility of Vivian being pregnant; he had only told Alajos that “Vivian didn’t seem well,” that was all.

He hadn’t even lied.

Naturally, Vivian didn’t dare to confront Mare, so dinner was enjoyed in silence.

However, Vivian had little appetite and was still concerned about the pregnancy test results.

Perhaps she could sneak a peek at the results while taking a shower. Alajos wouldn’t notice. The problem was disposing of the used test, as she couldn’t stop Alajos from using the bathroom, and she couldn’t guarantee that he wouldn’t touch the small cabinet under the washbasin.

This was probably the most enthusiastic Vivian had ever been about taking a shower. As soon as dinner was over, she hurried back to her room, grabbed her clean clothes, and went into the bathroom. She was even afraid of making unusual sounds that might attract Alajos’s attention, so she turned the shower on directly.

The hot water soaked her clothes before she had a chance to take them off, and her pink chiffon shirt clung tightly to her body, accentuating her curves, even with the added weight. This didn’t detract from her beauty; in fact, it made her look more delicious.

Alajos’s gaze was dark and naked, revealing his desire for Vivian. Vivian shuddered instinctively, fear rising from the back of her mind.

She straightened up silently, retreating a step in avoidance, but this only intensified Alajos’s possessiveness.

He immediately took off his shirt, revealing his bare chest with sparse black chest hair and a fierce tiger head tattoo, a black flame, and a lifelike skull tattoo on his abdomen, wrapped in thick bandages-Vivian hadn’t changed Alajos’s dressing in a while, and she didn’t know how well his wound had healed.

But that didn’t stop Alajos from approaching her step by step. He threw his shirt into the corner, then took a big step toward Vivian.

Vivian hadn’t expected him to take such a big step, and the man, who was already very imposing, suddenly appeared before her. Vivian’s heart raced from the shock, and she instinctively stepped back.

Her calf hit the bathtub behind her, causing Vivian to lose her balance, but Alajos was quicker, reaching around her waist and pulling her into his arms with a forceful movement.

The hot water poured down on them like rain, thoroughly soaking both of them. Vivian was forced to tilt her head back; the water beat down on her eyes, leaving them barely open.

In the remaining line of sight, Alajos lowered his head, capturing her lips with his, and as she parted her lips in pain, his agile tongue invaded her mouth once again.

This kiss was different from the previous ones; it was more aggressive, more possessive. Vivian was tightly held by his strong arms, and the back of her head was firmly controlled by his other hand, forced to endure his teasing and sucking.

“Alajos…”

His rough hand slipped into her clothes, gently yet forcefully caressing her delicate skin. Vivian trembled uncontrollably, but her show of weakness only seemed to excite him further.

Like a wild animal, Alajos tore off Vivian’s top. His kisses, full of desire, moved urgently from her collarbone to her chest. Alajos didn’t hesitate and took one of her rosy nipples into his mouth.

After more than three months, Alajos still remembered Vivian’s sensitive spots. As his agile tongue rolled over her nipple, Vivian let out a sweet moan and trembled more violently than before.

Alajos was clearly pleased with Vivian’s response. He left even more of his marks on her body. He had already unbuttoned her tight jeans, and with a strong effort, he lifted her body, causing Vivian to exclaim. Her legs instinctively tightened around Alajos’s sturdy waist.

Seizing the opportunity, Alajos pulled down Vivian’s jeans, revealing her round and fair buttocks in the light. His hands moved over them.

“Alajos… Alajos…” Vivian gasped, calling out his name. Her consciousness had been overwhelmed by the intense desire, and only a tiny bit of rationality made her shed tears of embarrassment. “Go… to the bed…”

In these moments, Alajos was more than willing to fulfill Vivian’s desires, especially when Vivian obediently let him remove her jeans. He removed her last piece of clothing, pulled a nearby towel haphazardly to dry the water from her body, and laid her down on the bed.

When Vivian was thrown onto the bed, she was completely naked, while Alajos still wore his soaking black suit trousers. A hard bulge had formed under his hips, but his belt remained securely fastened.

Alajos supported himself with both hands on either side of Vivian’s body, suspended above her. His dark eyes exuded deep animal desire. “Vivian, help me.”