All Chapters of Mysterious Obsession: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

His P.O.V. I was playing at the back part of the ship that we were cruising on for our short trip to El Nido, Palawan when all of a sudden… “Mom, Dad… help!” I cried when I fell from where I was. It would

Aris Sandoval’s P.O.V. This woman in front of me just carelessly slapped my handsome face! What the? I didn’t see that coming! “Pervert!” she said fretfully as other passengers had witnessed what she did to me. Some don’t care at all but some were already murmuring on their seats… and this woman just placed back her headset to cover her ears like nothing had ever happened? I must admit, I was really ashamed. I was wide-eyed for a few seconds. What she did left me shocked to the point that I got utterly speechless while holding my left jaw. This was the very first time I got lost for words. True enough, her slap wasn’t that strong, it doesn’t even move me from my seat. Nevertheless, it would never change the fact that she had the urge to slap my strikingly handsome face. In fact, she already did. I bitt

Aris Sandoval’s P.O.V. “You’re impossible! If that’s what you want, we don’t have anything to talk about here then. For your information, I don’t sell any of my paintings and most especially, I don’t need your fucking money, sports car, yacht, or condo! You can have them all by yourself including your damn massive ego! Excuse us. Nickos, let’s go… and please, don’t you ever try to follow us again, mister!” She sneered. She even pointed her finger right in front of my face. She had these long and beautiful nails painted with a crack-styled cuticle that could scratch me anytime. “If you were used to getting things that you want, well this time, it won’t just work out.” She continued as if she had read what my mind was saying before she held her brother’s wrist again and started to walk away from me. I used to reject

Aris Sandoval’s P.O.V. “Why did you do that?” Ondrea asked me as soon as we were already inside my car. Those paparazzi didn’t ask further questions after hearing what they wanted to hear from us. “What?” I ‘innocently’ asked, though I already knew what she was talking about. 

Aris Sandoval’s P.O.V. “Breakfast in bed!” Drey’s energetic voice suddenly woke me up as if I had only been asleep for an hour. She placed the food tray on her bed, and I knew that she already took her bath although she was still wearing her yesterday’s blouse and pants.