MADDEST OBSESSION - Chapter 47: Chapter 47
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The penthouse was quiet when she returned.
Too quiet.
No footsteps.
No shadows.
No Dominic.
Just a folded piece of paper on the pillow, its edges neatly pressed, like he had smoothed it with trembling hands.
Her name wasn’t written on the outside. But she knew it was for her.
She sat slowly, fingers brushing the page.
The city lights poured in through the tall windows, casting long, cold shadows over the bed.
She opened the note.
> I won’t lock the cage again, Aria.
But I don’t know how to stop circling it either.
— D
Her throat tightened.
Because for all his power, his silence, his dominance — this was the first time Dominic had ever told the truth.
He didn’t want to own her anymore.
He didn’t know how to love her any other way.
And now she had to decide…
Did she want the man?
Or only the version of herself she could be without him?
She walked through the penthouse like a ghost. His jacket was still draped over the couch. His glass on the table. His cologne in the air.
Everything was him.
And yet, without his presence… she didn’t feel free.
She felt untethered.
The kind of lonely you don’t even notice until it sinks into your skin.
She didn’t call him.
Didn’t text.
She showered. Changed. Sat in his chair. Hugged her knees to her chest like she used to when her father yelled behind closed doors and she was too afraid to cry.
She had grown into a woman beneath Dominic’s touch.
But now she had to decide who she was without it.
A knock on the door made her flinch.
Soft. Gentle.
Not Dominic’s.
Not even impatient.
Cautious.
She approached slowly, looked through the peephole—
—and froze.
No one was there.
Just a black envelope on the ground.
No name. No seal.
Just one word etched in red script.
> “Obedience.”
She looked
down the hall.
Empty.
But she felt it.
Someone had been watching her.
And they weren’t done.
Too quiet.
No footsteps.
No shadows.
No Dominic.
Just a folded piece of paper on the pillow, its edges neatly pressed, like he had smoothed it with trembling hands.
Her name wasn’t written on the outside. But she knew it was for her.
She sat slowly, fingers brushing the page.
The city lights poured in through the tall windows, casting long, cold shadows over the bed.
She opened the note.
> I won’t lock the cage again, Aria.
But I don’t know how to stop circling it either.
— D
Her throat tightened.
Because for all his power, his silence, his dominance — this was the first time Dominic had ever told the truth.
He didn’t want to own her anymore.
He didn’t know how to love her any other way.
And now she had to decide…
Did she want the man?
Or only the version of herself she could be without him?
She walked through the penthouse like a ghost. His jacket was still draped over the couch. His glass on the table. His cologne in the air.
Everything was him.
And yet, without his presence… she didn’t feel free.
She felt untethered.
The kind of lonely you don’t even notice until it sinks into your skin.
She didn’t call him.
Didn’t text.
She showered. Changed. Sat in his chair. Hugged her knees to her chest like she used to when her father yelled behind closed doors and she was too afraid to cry.
She had grown into a woman beneath Dominic’s touch.
But now she had to decide who she was without it.
A knock on the door made her flinch.
Soft. Gentle.
Not Dominic’s.
Not even impatient.
Cautious.
She approached slowly, looked through the peephole—
—and froze.
No one was there.
Just a black envelope on the ground.
No name. No seal.
Just one word etched in red script.
> “Obedience.”
She looked
down the hall.
Empty.
But she felt it.
Someone had been watching her.
And they weren’t done.
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