The Psychopath's Obsession

Chapter 16

I'm thankful that Bullet stop from beating Brandon. God, how could Brandon can laughed at this moment. He's red because of blood from his face. He's eyes we're swollen and turning into violet, but it's like he's not feeling anything.

"Are you okay, Brandon?" I came to him and helped him get up. We sat at the sofa. Bullet is just looking at us with his dark expression.

I'm sweating bullets to, I'm afraid that he will attack Brandon again. It was like I was seeing the different Bullet awhile ago. He so scary.

"Why did you do that, Bullet? He didn't do anything to me. We're friends…" I explained.

He's brow arch in a sarcastic way. There's this dangerous smirk plastered on his face. "He didn't? For you yes, but for me, he did a lot! f*****g Carson. I'll kill him!" He was about to come to Brandon again when I stopped him. Brandon just laughed.

I hold Bullet's arms, restraining him to do more. "That's enough Bullet, you're being irrational. He's a friend, he helped me--"

"I'm the only one who's allowed to help you in anything! Just me! You get it?! Just me!" He looked at me as he cut me off.

"I held his hands. Brows knotted with confusion. "Where is your anger coming from, Bullet? Just let me explain, okay?"

He shook his head. "Send him out. I want him out, then I'll listen to your explanation." he said firmly.

Brandon laughed. "Man, man, man. You got it bad huh? Really, really bad."Then he laughed again.

I scream when Bullet threw the car keys to Brandon. I thought Brandon will not able to dodge it.

"Bullet! What's wrong with you?! Stop it. I told you, he's my friend!"

"It's okay, Milda. I'll go out, but, cure me first." His boyish smirk is still on.

I nod my head. "Okay..." I looked at Bullet who's face is still dark and cold. He really look dangerous. Gone the nice and friendly Bullet, it's much more dangerous. "Go to my room. Calm your self, I'll just treat him. We'll talk okay?" He didn't nod his head, but he didn't complain when I let him walked to my room.

"Don't take your time. I'll just give you ten minutes to cure him then he'll be out." He said before I open the door. I nodded my head.

I treat Brandon. He was just all smile as I clean his face. It's like, he don't have any bruises on his face.

"Stop smiling like an i***t, Brandon." I hissed.

He chuckled. "So the Milda knows how to curse."

I just rolled my eyes. When I'm done, I say my sorry again and get him out. I do what Bullet told me, it's just a ten minutes.

I came back to Bullet who's now laying at my bed. His eyes were closed. I walk towards him and sat at the other side of the bed. It looks so small when he lay on it.

"Ten minutes and two seconds. You over so it." he opened his eyes. "Did you enjoy treating him?" he asked coldy.

I shake my head. "It's not like that, Bullet. I told you to calm down." I held his close knuckles and gently massage it. Slowly, it lessen the tense muscle.

"I'm just week away then someone at your side that soon?! I even prepared my presents to you! I missed you so much but it looks like you don't feel the same way!" he looks scary again. I gently massage his fist.

"Shh… calm down. He's a friend." I reason.

He shook his head. "I don't care! I'm just the only one who can get close to you! No one except to me! Just me!" He hissed.

My eyes got bigger. "Bullet... What's happening to you? You're not like this..." I asked.

"Don't throw the topic. I don't want that brute around you. I'll accompanied you to your work and send you home after your work. I'll go there when lunch time to eat with you. Always. Everyday." He said eat with finality.

I shook my head in disbelief. "Bullet, you're turning into someone I don't know. Tell me, what's wrong? Did something happened to your work?"

He tilted his head. "My work doesn't matter here. Remember my words Milda."

"It's irrational. You have your work. What will happen to you company? You don't have to do what you compromise." I explained.

"You're just reasoning out because you don't want me to caught you with that bastard! That's it right? That's it!" He even stand up.

I shook my head. "No, no, no. It's not like that, and I told you he's my friend. Something happened that deal with him that's why he became my friend when you're out."

"I said, I don't care." he lay at my bed. "I'll stay here tonight. We'll sleep together. I missed you so much. That's the only way to calm me down." he tapped the space beside him. "Come here. I want to hug you."

I could feel the fast beating of my heart. The heating of my face. Before, I don't know what's wrong with me, why's my heart beating like crazy because of him. But now, I understand it clearly. I know the reason but I'm just afraid to accept it.

I like him. I like Bullet, that's why even if he do wrong in front of me, I don't care. As long as he will stay beside me, it's okay to me. I didn't know that I'll be like this because of him. He's turning me into someone I don't know.

"Did you eat already?" I asked him. I didn't come to him.

"I lost my appetite." he said coldly.

"That's not good. You should not missed your dinner. Come, I'll cook for you." then realization hit me. "Oh I forgot! We're just about to start to eat our dinner. It's still on the table. Come, well eat." I smiled as I offer my hand.

He quickly accept it and stands up. We walk to the kitchen. The food was still there and our used utensils.

I dispatch the dirty plates and replaced it with new one. I offer him the rice and the Adobo. We eat with silence but I'm not feeling awkward.

As we finished our meal, he helped me to clean it. And go back to my room.

"Do you have spare clothes, Bullet?" I asked as I fix the bed.

"Yes. Why?" he asked.

"Get it and change your clothes. Take a fast shower to help your body relax." I answered.

I heard his chuckles. "Is someone spoiling me?" He teased.

I look at him. He have this playful smirk. Gone the dangerous him awhile ago. It's him that I know. The Bullet that I like. It's not that I didn't like him before. Ah, never mind.

"Just get it okay?"

Were laying at the same bed. We're facing each other as his arms snaked around my waist. I feel my face heating up as my heart beat faster.

He tracing my waist. Drawing circles. I felt something but I didn't entertained it.

"Close you eyes, my Milda. We have a long day tomorrow. Always remember that you're just mine. Mine to begin and mine to end." I felt something on my forehead. I'm slowly drowning to my sleep that I didn't understand his statement fully.

I just hum my answer as his arms tighten it's embrace in my waist.

One thing that I discovered to Bullet's attitude today. He could be very possessive and irrational with his own beliefs.

Once he believes on it, it's will stay like that. He stand with his thoughts that Brandon did something that's why he was angry.

Well, nobody's perfect.

"Hey grandma, arrange these files alphabetically, and this one, by year." Monica's arch brows is what I saw. I heaved a deep sighed.

I don't really know where her hatred towards me coming from. The moment that I'd passed the interview and became their co-workers, her not everyone of them is already hating me.

I thought that even one could be my friend, I badly want to have one, and most surprising part is, I became friends not with them but the owner itself, us my Bullet. Yes, My.

I just looked at the mountain of papers before starting my job, their job. If I just look at it, there's no magic that'll happen to finish it. I need to move.

My message alert tone beep.

"Having a good day, my goddess?"

It's Bullet. He really do what he said. He pick me up at this morning.

"I'm doing my work. Stop texting me." I replied.

"I don't care. It's better to not do it. When is your lunch time?" I rolled my eyes. His issues with Brandon still hanging on his head.

"Stop it, Bullet. I'll off my phone. I have so many works to do. Bye." I turned off my phone.

I don't know if I could make it before lunch. There's so many folders! Are they planning to kill me?

"Hey, Monica. Why's your guy stop coming here? Do you two already an ex?" Said by my co-worker.

They nodded their head. I'm just listening to what they're talking about. And it's Bullet.

Monica chuckled sexily. She even hold her hair and curl it using her fingers. "No, silly. We're still on, he's just busy. We're seeing each other still." she answered.

I stop fixing the folders. Do I need to believe that? Bullet already explained himself. Each one of them is lying, and I don't know who to believe.

Bullet already broke my trust, it's not easy to fix but I'm trying. I already like him, but Monica, I don't know what to say. I don't know her attitude, aside hating me. I want to know who's lying. I can't focus.

"Ow! He texted me! He said he want to have lunch with me! Oh my! Such a loveable man!" Then she scream like she won a lottery.

Bullet promised to me that we will together this coming lunch. Why would he texted Monica? Are they still really together? Is Bullet just lying to me? But why? What would he get from lying to me? I don't have anything to offer. I'm just nobody…

"Such a lucky Woman! Tell me more about it!" And they formed circle.

I just ignore them and continue my work. I'm having a fight to myself if I'll open my phone to ask him or not. But what if he figured my feelings for him, then he'll leave me. I don't want that.

Lunch came and I just open my phone. There's so many messages and it's all came from Bullet.

"Hey, I'm serious."

"Resign to him and work for me. I'll gladly accept you."

"Hey, are you mad??"

"Why not replying to me? Hey! Milda!"

"I'm coming. Exactly lunch I'll be there."

That's his last message. I just sighed and massage my temple. It's aching because I force myself to finish it. My stomach's crumbling too! I'm so hungry.

It's now lunch and I don't know why I'm waiting to Bullet's arrival. Well he promised. I didn't go to Brandon to see his bruises. I don't want Bullet to be upset.

As I stood up, Bullet's handsome face came in as he look at my direction. My co-workmates were drop jaw to what they are seeing. Maybe they thought that Bullet's here for Monica.

When he came to me, he touches my cheeks like no one's watching us. I saw how Monica's smiling face turned into angry one. He look at us with rage in her eyes.

I look at Bullet. "What are you doing? Stop it." I hold his hand.

He smirk as he snake his arms around my waist. I heard they're gasp. "I'm just appreciating your beauty, my goddess." He looked at me seriously. "God, I missed you so much..." he whispered to my ears.

I bit my lips as I felt Monica's raging gaze. She's mad. I can feel it through her gazed, and I'm afraid what she can do to me when Bullet's not around.

"Let's go Bullet. You're making a scene." I hissed.

He chuckled. "Let them enjoy it. I want them to know how especial you ready to me." He lick his lips.

I bow my head. "Stop it please. I'm not comfortable. Let's just eat."

He nodded his head. "Okay. Where do you want to eat?" he asked as we waited for the elevator's door to open. He's touching my hands, gently massaging it. I sighed. I could still feel the disgust and shock reaction of my workmates through their gaze. s**t, what will happen to me?

Should I considered Bullet's offer? Or stay here and let them bully me. I don't want to leave this company, this became my home for a year. They let me in even with my looks. They accepted me. I know, if Bullet didn't knew me, and I'd try to apply in his company, they wouldn't let me...

So that's the reason why I'm still here and suffering from they hatred towards me.

"Hey... Your spacing out. What's wrong, my goddess?" He gently asked despite of his hard expression.

I shake my head. "It's nothing. I'm just thinking if I'd already finished my work." I lied.

He nodded his head. "Don't think about it. Just resign and go to mine instead."

"I can't."

"Okay. But you can go there anytime you want." He added.

He really want me to his company. When we arrived at the parking, he opened his car door for me, I quickly get in. His car looks expensive, it shouts elegance and millions.

"Where are we going?" I asked.

I saw how his lips tug up. "In my place. We'll eat in my place." He said firmly.

My eyes widen. His place? This is the first time that I'll be there! I can't describe what I'm feeling. Excited? No, I could say it's beyond that. Nervous? A little.

"R-Really? But, who'll cook? I can't be late, I still have work Bullet, and you too." I explained.

He chuckled coldly. I could feel how the shiver run in my spine. In the past month that I'm with him, I could tell that something's wrong with his personality, attitude and everything about him! Something is wrong, I just couldn't tell what is it, but I'm praying that it can't hurt me or others or himself.

"I already said your leavetaking to your son of a butch Boss." He normally say.

I batter his arms. He's still mad at Brandon? I can't believe it.

"Don't curse him! He's my friend, you two should too. I bet, having you and Brandon together is fun! What do you think?"

"No. Don't try. I'll never consider him one. Just stay away from him." he played with his lower lips. Just his right hand is on the steering wheel. I suddenly become nervous that we face accident. But I trust Bullet than my fear.

"O-Okay. Who'll cook, anyway? I can't cook, my hands are tired. I'd finished lot of work---"

"Enough. You'll not cook. I am." he cutter me off. I just nodded my head.

After minutes, we stopped at the huge building. It looks expensive. He gave his key to someone. Bullet snake his arms in my waist as he guided me inside. As we passed the employees, they will bow their head. Oh, how courteous of them.

"They're so kind! Look at them! They will bow when we passed by!" I exclaimed. I slyly pointed them with Bullet. I heard his sexy low laugh.

"Yeah, they are courteous. My condo is at the 30th floor. The last floor. I owned the whole floor." He explained.

I nodded my head but my mouth is formed in an 'O'shape. He's that rich?

"Your future girlfriend will be very lucky." I said. But deep inside, my chest is aching with unknown pain. I don't know but, I don't want to think about him, having a girlfriend or worse wife... Ah, I'm really hungry I thought of fruitless.

"I'll be the one to be lucky if she will be mine." he looked at me seriously. I gulped at the sudden tension that I feel. God Milda, stop it. You know it's none sense.

"By the way, what will you cook? It's already past 12. Heavy or not?" I diverted the topic that I'm the one who opened.

"I want to cook my favorite dish. I want you to be the first one who'll eat what I cook."

The elevator doors opened. It stop at the 30 floor. There is no door. Just the salad is the one who will welcome you. It's big. And the color, it's manly. His scent is here too.

"Chapsuy. I'm not vegetarian but I love chapsuy." he led me to his kitchen. It looks so clean. His dining and kitchen are separated by the island counter.

The dining table is just for six person. Still huge for one person. He let me sit. He go to the ref to get the ingredients. He look so skilled and professional.

"Is this the first time that you'll cook aside from your ex-girlfriends?" I asked. I just want to know.

He slightly looked at me. Then continue to what is he doing. "I didn't cook anything for them." he said firmly.

His answer lighten my mood. Good. "For your mom? Sister? Oh! You're an only child too…"

"I used to cook for mom, but lately, I became busy with the company. I'm planning to build in Russia to extend it. But I'm having a hard time to get in."

"You're already rich. I bet, you can still survive a year without working."

"I need to be ready for future." He looked at me. The blue apron look so hot on him. He look a badass chef with his dark eyes. "Come, taste it." he motioned his forefinger.

I stands up and come closer to him. He handed me a spoon. I scooped a spoonful of sauce. My back was facing Bullet. I was about to taste it when I felt his warm body pressed against mine. Suddenly, I felt the shiver run down in my spine. The hair in my nape risen up.

"How is it." He whispered against my ear. His voice was low and seductive? I don't know. Maybe I'm just the one thinking about it.

I taste it with trembling hands. I'm thankful that he didn't saw how my hands trembled. The moment that my tongue touches the sauce, I closed my eyes and moan because of it's taste! God, it's very delicious! He cooked well. Better than me! I suddenly ashamed of my cooking skills.

"It's… it's delicious! God! Very, very delicious! You cook well than me!" I face him with my contented smile plastered on my face. We're so close. Body to body. I could still feel his warm body.

"Did you like it?" he asked.

"I love it." then I smiled.

He gently caressed my cheeks. I closed my eyes. "I'm glad. I could do more, just don't replace me. I can make you happy than anyone can do." he whispered to my ears. I felt his lips to my neck. I opened my eyes.

"W-What are you doing Bullet?" I asked. I can't pushed him because I want the sensation that I'm feeling too because of what is he doing.

He snake his both arms around my waist. Our body touched each other. "I just want to taste the food in you. Let me try it." He didn't wait for my approval. I felt the sauce of the food on my neck. He tilted my head to have a better access. I close my eyes, waiting to his next move.

I want to moan when I felt his lips. It's trailing up and down, licking and nipping every part that it can touch.

"Bullet..." I moaned when he suck it hard.

He face me. A contented smile was plastered on his face. He look at my neck with playfulness. "It taste better in you. Come, let's eat." He guided me to the dining like nothing happened.

Shit. I can't stop it. I know I just don't like him...

I'm already falling. Hard.