MADDEST OBSESSION - Chapter 46: Chapter 46
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Dominic watched the door close behind her.
She didn’t slam it.
Didn’t cry.
Didn’t even look back.
She just left.
And that was worse than all the screams, all the begging, all the punishments he knew how to handle.
He poured a drink he didn’t want and stood by the window, staring at the city below. It should’ve comforted him — the view, the power, the sense that no one could touch him.
But today, none of it mattered.
Because Aria was gone, and he had no leash in his hand.
No command on his lips.
No goddamn control.
He didn’t follow her.
He wanted to.
His body practically vibrated with the urge to send someone—anyone—to watch her, follow her, report back.
But he didn’t.
Because she wasn’t just testing him anymore.
She was choosing herself.
And for the first time in his life… he didn’t know if he’d survive not being chosen back.
He sat in her favorite chair.
The one she curled into when she was reading, when she was silent, when she wasn’t trying to fight him but wasn’t surrendering either.
He breathed her in.
He remembered the night they married.
She wore white, but there was no joy in her eyes.
She belonged to him on paper.
But never in soul.
And yet somewhere between the cruel nights and the quiet mornings, she had started to matter.
Not as a prize.
Not as a contract.
As a woman.
The only one who ever saw him and didn’t flinch.
He picked up the phone once.
Started to dial her.
Stopped.
Because what would he say?
“Come back. I’ll cage you softer this time.”
No.
She deserved more than that.
She always had.
So he wrote a note instead.
Simple. Honest. Terrifying.
> “I won’t lock the cage again, Aria. But I don’t know how to stop circling it either.”
He left it on her pillow and walked away.
Not to punish her.
Not to test
her.
Just… because he didn’t know how to stay without breaking something.
Especially himself.
She didn’t slam it.
Didn’t cry.
Didn’t even look back.
She just left.
And that was worse than all the screams, all the begging, all the punishments he knew how to handle.
He poured a drink he didn’t want and stood by the window, staring at the city below. It should’ve comforted him — the view, the power, the sense that no one could touch him.
But today, none of it mattered.
Because Aria was gone, and he had no leash in his hand.
No command on his lips.
No goddamn control.
He didn’t follow her.
He wanted to.
His body practically vibrated with the urge to send someone—anyone—to watch her, follow her, report back.
But he didn’t.
Because she wasn’t just testing him anymore.
She was choosing herself.
And for the first time in his life… he didn’t know if he’d survive not being chosen back.
He sat in her favorite chair.
The one she curled into when she was reading, when she was silent, when she wasn’t trying to fight him but wasn’t surrendering either.
He breathed her in.
He remembered the night they married.
She wore white, but there was no joy in her eyes.
She belonged to him on paper.
But never in soul.
And yet somewhere between the cruel nights and the quiet mornings, she had started to matter.
Not as a prize.
Not as a contract.
As a woman.
The only one who ever saw him and didn’t flinch.
He picked up the phone once.
Started to dial her.
Stopped.
Because what would he say?
“Come back. I’ll cage you softer this time.”
No.
She deserved more than that.
She always had.
So he wrote a note instead.
Simple. Honest. Terrifying.
> “I won’t lock the cage again, Aria. But I don’t know how to stop circling it either.”
He left it on her pillow and walked away.
Not to punish her.
Not to test
her.
Just… because he didn’t know how to stay without breaking something.
Especially himself.
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