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Chapter 8: CLARK KENT!
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2026-07-03 21:55:31
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His Darkest Obsession (Haunted Kings #1) Chapter 8: CLARK KENT!
JOANNA I take another sip of my champagne and immediately remember why I don’t drink champagne. It tastes like sparkling disappointment. Then again, maybe my taste buds just aren’t rich enough. Around me, Icarus gleams. Everything about the club screams obscene wealth. The ceiling disappears into darkness broken by cascading crystal lights. Marble floors reflect designer heels and polished Italian leather shoes. Every other person I glance at looks like they either owns a private jet, models for Vogue, or has inherited enough money to casually buy a small country. Women glide past in dresses that undoubtedly cost more than my entire wardrobe combined. One of them is wearing what looks suspiciously like actual diamonds sewn into her dress. I stare for an extra second. Yep. Definitely diamonds. Meanwhile, I’m silently praying nobody spills some expensive thing on my dress. It’s a direct result of a last-minute shopping splurge. And by splurge, I mean a literal financi
His Darkest Obsession (Haunted Kings #1) Chapter 7: WHERE ARE YOU GOING, THORNE?
ROWAN Wealth attracts exactly three kinds of people. Those born into it, those who built it, and those desperately trying to be photographed beside it. Icarus has managed to gather all three under one roof tonight. From our glass-walled mezzanine in the VIP section, the entire spectacle looks less like a high-profile launch party and more like a beautifully curated zoo. Downstairs, a world-famous DJ is currently committing crimes against music, blasting bass so loud it vibrates through the leather of our booth. Influencers pose in front of the marble staircase as though they’d personally commissioned the architecture, nepo babies loudly discuss "investments" funded entirely by their parents' trust accounts, and models drift between tables wearing dresses worth more than the average Manhattan mortgage. Luca calls it networking. I call it overpopulation. “If you stare any harder at that railing, Thorne, you're going to burn a hole through the steel," a voice drawls in a
His Darkest Obsession (Haunted Kings #1) Chapter 6: ABSOLUTE TRAITORS
JOANNA[One month later...] There are exactly three things I’ve learned over the last month. One: heartbreak is apparently not a straight line. Two: blocking your ex means absolutely nothing if you’re the idiot who keeps unblocking him at two in the morning just to see if he looks miserable. Three: Kenneth looks annoyingly well-rested in selfies. I block him again. Hopefully for the last time. “…And blocked,” I mutter triumphantly, tossing my phone onto the nearest chair before temptation can strike again. Ria, who’s currently stealing fries off my plate from across the kitchen island, raises an unimpressed eyebrow. “That’s what you said last Thursday, and the Tuesday before that, and the Sunday before that.” I glare at her and she blinks at me innocently. “Well, I mean it this time.” She pops another fry into her mouth. “I’ll believe it when your thumb develops self-control.” “…Rude.” She grins. The annoying thing is…She’s right. Recovery hasn’t been some dramatic movie
His Darkest Obsession (Haunted Kings #1) Chapter 5: JOANNA, GET A GRIP
JOANNA “Ria, wait—" My voice comes out as a pathetic, dry rasp, completely lacking the strength to cut through the sudden spike of adrenaline in the air. Ria doesn't hear me. She steps directly into the stranger’s space, her small frame vibrating with a terrifying, protective fury. Her midnight-black hair practically crackles as she glares up at him, her hands clenched into tight fists at her sides. Her shoulders squared like she’s ready to commit a felony on my behalf. God, I love her. “I said, what the fuck are you doing, stranger?” she demands. Only then does he take a step back. The movement creates space between us I’d barely realized he’d invaded. I suck in a steadier breath. He doesn’t look offended. Or intimidated. He simply turns to face Ria, one slow movement at a time, until I fully appreciate just how unfairly tall he is. Good Lord. He has at least half a foot on her. He raises both hands, palms open. A universal gesture of surrender. "I'm not touc
His Darkest Obsession (Haunted Kings #1) Chapter 4: WHO TF ARE YOU?
ROWAN Numbers are clean, logical, and entirely devoid of emotion. That is why I like them. Algorithmic forecasting models don’t have a fragile ego. They certainly don’t call you at midnight to remind you that your older brother has just successfully resected a glioblastoma while you are merely "playing with spreadsheets." I push my glasses up the bridge of my nose, ignoring the faint vibration of my phone in my breast pocket. It's my mother. Again. Calling, I'm sure, to remind me about Julian’s celebratory dinner. A dinner I plan on skipping because a room full of arrogant neurosurgeons is a special kind of hell I lack the patience for. I just haven't gotten around to telling her that I won't be there. It'll break her heart, for sure, but she'll be the only one to miss me there. I sit on my barstool in the dim, leather-scented quiet of the financial district’s most discreet lounge, nursing a scotch as I go through the stock market charts on my tablet. After the shitt
His Darkest Obsession (Haunted Kings #1) Chapter 3: I'M GOING TO THROW UP
JOANNAFor two full weeks, I exist in a liminal space of heavy, dreamless sleep and waking numbness. I exist entirely in oversized sweatpants, watching the shadows shift across my bedroom ceiling while playing the last year of my life on a torturous loop. I try as much as I can to block out the world. I try not to look at social media, but I can’t help stalking Paula's Ins.tag.ram. I feel bitter envy as I scroll through the pretty selfies she’s posted, and I am very analytical in comparing her looks with mine. Maybe if I was thinner and had clearer skin, Ken wouldn’t have thought twice before setting those boundaries with her. I’m also ashamed to say this (and I can’t even let Ria know about it), but I unblocked him sometime ago, desperate to hear from him. He’s called and texted, but I haven’t picked up any calls or replied any of his texts. Am I crazy for unblocking my emotional cheater ex so I can feel better about myself whenever his name lights up my phone screen? Yeah, I
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