HER DARKEST OBSESSION

Bound By Obsession

Chapter One:

Bridget

I knew it was wrong the moment it happened, but the temptation was too strong. I’ve always been the type to take what I want, damn the consequences. And at that moment, I wanted him so badly it hurt.

I’ve never paid attention to the quiet, shy guy—sweet, even—but he had a body that made my head spin. He hid it well under those oversize hoodies and sweatpants, but one day, I caught a glimpse of what was underneath, and I couldn’t get it out of my mind. His muscles, lean yet defined, hinted at something raw, something powerful, and that was when my obsession began.

Jayden Holt. I always thought I had my type—someone loud, someone dangerous, someone who took charge. But there was something about Jayden’s silence, the way he stayed in the background, unnoticed, that pulled me in. He wasn’t trying to be seen, but once I saw him, it was game over.

That day, my mind started racing. I couldn’t stop picturing him, imagining what it would feel like to break through that calm exterior. He didn’t know it yet, but I had plans for him—plans that would change everything. After all, when I want something, I always get it, and Jayden was no exception.

I was at his house, collecting my usual dues from his younger sister, Isabella. when I accidentally walked in on him changing, and there he was—ripped, muscularly, like some kind of secret Adonis.

“What the hell, Bridget? Get out!” he yelled, stumbling over his words as he tried to cover himself. But I couldn’t stop staring, imagining all the dirty, twisted things I could do to him. The problem was, I hated him and his family with passion. The whole Holt Family was the reason my father was dead. I never knew him I was one when he died and Leo, my brother, took over. Yet, I wanted Jayden so badly, it was like a possession of something...it tormented me for weeks.

I wasn't the princess of the hugest mafia dynasty for nothing. Sure, I had money and bodyguards, a mansion, but I didn't have him not that I wanted him anyway, I just wanted to f**k him and get it out of my system. I never thought I would want him.

Jayden Holt wasn't exactly a friendly person and rumor has it that he never talked to or was seen with any girl but his sister. I heard that he would even turn down all the nerd girls, who asked to be with him. SO I had to play my game right to get him. To get him right where I wanted him,I needed to devise a plan.

I finally came up with a plan—Operation: f**k Jayden Holt. It was twisted, and I knew it. But the darker side of me didn’t care. I paid Ryan, one of the school bullies, to get Jayden to the old abandoned house at the end of my street. Not before laying a thirsty trap for his sweet little sister, Isabella Holt. I knew Jayden would come if he thought his sister was in danger. And that’s how I got him.

When Jayden walked into the dimly lit rundown warehouse I was standing in one of the old rooms, he looked around, confused. “Bridget, what’s going on? Where’s Isabella? I got a letter telling me to come here if I ever wanted to see her again. What's this about?” His voice was shaky, a mix of anger and fear. I could see the worry in his eyes, and I knew I had him where I wanted him.

“We need to talk about your sister, Jayden,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady. The plan was in motion, and there was no turning back now. I had Ryan and his guys bring Isabella to the room at gun point, making Jayden believe she was in danger.

Jayden was the only guy left in Huskhill, Alabama—maybe the entire state—who still had his virginity. And I was determined to take it.

I circle him, running my hand across his muscular frame, as I drool internally.

Jayden whipped around to see Isabella standing between two huge men, each gripping one of her arms.

“I don't understand, what do you want from me, Bridget?” he asked, standing tall, his head held high, and sending me death glares that were so incredibly cute—adorable, even. But that wouldn’t change my mind. I walked up to him, making myself as tall as possible, putting on airs.

“It’s simple really,” I said, clearing my throat and smirking evilly at him, making him wonder what he was in for. “Leave us,” I ordered everyone in the room once I had Jayden's full attention. When they left, I slowly closed in on Jay. He gulped hard as the air between us grew thick with tension.

“What's the mean of this,” he said humbly, stepping back with every step I took toward him as I stocked my prey.

“Jay, It's simple, you’re here to save your sister,” I grinned, a devilish smile spreading across my face as he continued to back up until he hit the mattress that had been used for the squatters who were living here. With a thud he fell onto it.

Panic set in as he tried to get up, but he wasn’t fast enough. I quickly jumped on his lap, straddling him. Good thing I wasn’t wearing any panties under my uniform skirt. I moaned softly as the contact of his d**k under his pants began to grow beneath me. Suddenly the barrier between me and his d**k was getting to be too much for me I wanted it gone.

"Get a grip, Bridget...you will have him" I reminded myself as I attempted to remove the restriction between my thighs.

"I want you to f**k me and maybe if you're good enough, I will consider letting you pay off your sweet poor innocent baby sister's debt by becoming my s*x slave.

“f**k, Are you for really?" He asked, his eyes growing wide with shock as he grabbed my wrists and tried to push me away. No! Stop, Bridget! We are not doing this and I’m not f*****g you!” he protested, but I cut him off with my lips.

“If you want to save Isabella, you’ll do whatever I say,” I told him breathly. We squirmed around fighting for control until his hands grabbed my hips, as he tried to move me off him, "Ah ah ah," I said, looking at the door. "Do you want me to bring Isabella back in here?" he froze at the mention of his sister’s name, his expression turning to one of helplessness and disgust as he looks up into my hazel eyes searching for something...before he let go of me.

"Why are you doing this?" he asked in a brooding husky voice that sent me over the edge.

"I told you!"

"NO, why are you really doing this?"

I stood up to remove his pants and grasp at the sheer size of his c**k. He was so big, I didn't think he would be able to fit inside me, but I was willing to try. Who knew this geek was so f*****g huge and beautiful?

"Do you, Bridget Marino, want me?"