My Ex And His Daddy's Obsession

The half-open front door slammed hard as Aurora rushed inside, her breath coming fast. Her college bag fell carelessly to the floor the moment her eyes caught the state of the living room. A flower vase lay shattered beside the sofa, the drawers of the table were left open in a mess, and even the family photo frame was lying cracked on the floor.“What are you doing?!” Aurora’s voice broke the moment she saw a large man gripping the neck of Jonas—her five-year-old little brother.“Rory!” her mother cried hysterically from the floor while clutching the hand of one of the men who had shoved her roughly just seconds earlier. “Run away now!”“Shut up!” the man barked.Aurora immediately ran toward her little brother, but her steps stopped when another man blocked her way. The tall, broad figure stood right in front of her while staring down at her.“Don’t interfere unless you want to get hurt too,” he said coldly.Aurora held her breath. Her heart pounded so hard that her ears rang. She t

The man’s steps stopped right in the middle of the staircase.His gaze, which had initially been flat, slowly turned sharp as he recognized Aurora’s face. His jaw tightened, while the hand that had casually rested in his pocket slowly clenched into a fist.“Aurora...?” he muttered softly, almost inaudible.Aurora’s chest immediately tightened.Ethan? That name instantly filled her mind like a nightmare suddenly coming back to life.Aurora felt her legs weaken. For the past year, she had imagined many possibilities about meeting him again, but never like this. Not in the house of the man who had just bought her from her own family.And not as Richard Calloway’s future wife.“Why is Ethan here...?” Aurora whispered inwardly as her breathing started becoming uneven.Richard, who stood near the sofa, slightly frowned when he saw their expressions. His gaze shifted between Ethan and Aurora for a few seconds longer than usual.“Is there a problem?” he asked calmly.Aurora immediately lowere

Aurora still felt awkward as Richard held her hand while leading her down the mansion stairs. The man’s fingers were warm and calm, a complete contrast to Aurora’s heart, which had been beating uncomfortably inside her chest the entire time. The white dress she wore felt far too expensive for her own body.The moment they reached the last step, Aurora immediately saw Ethan standing near the foyer table while adjusting his watch.The man was already dressed in a formal black suit with a dark gray shirt that made him look even more mature. His hair was still slightly messy as if he had been in a hurry, but that was exactly what Aurora used to love about Ethan. There had always been something too alive about him even when his face often looked cold.And now Ethan’s eyes immediately stopped on Aurora.His body seemed to tense for a split second.Aurora could clearly see the small movement of his jaw tightening, while Ethan’s fingers slowly stopped adjusting his cufflinks. His gaze moved s

The digital clock in the mansion’s living room showed ten at night when the front door slowly opened. Cold air immediately entered along with Ethan’s slightly unsteady footsteps. The expensive suit that had looked neat on his body since morning now appeared wrinkled, while the black tie around his neck hung loose and messy. The faint scent of alcohol instantly spread the moment the man stepped into the house.Claire, who was arranging flowers on the table, quickly turned around. “Young Master Ethan?”Ethan rubbed his face roughly before answering quietly, “Is Daddy home?”Claire shook her head carefully. “No, Young Master. Master Richard left about two hours ago.”“Where did he go?”“I don’t know.”Ethan laughed softly while loosening his tie even more.Claire observed Ethan’s face for a few seconds. “Are you alright, Young Master Ethan?”“Do I look like I’m alright?”Claire immediately fell silent.Ethan walked past her without waiting for another answer. His steps quickly climbed th

The sound of the car engine slowly came to a stop in the mansion’s courtyard just as the main wall clock showed twelve thirty past midnight. The Manhattan air that night felt colder than usual. Richard stepped out of the car while loosening the top buttons of his shirt that had begun to feel tight around his neck.The bodyguard immediately opened the mansion’s main door for him.“Good evening, Mr. Richard,” Claire greeted softly.Richard gave a short nod. “Has Young Master come home yet?”“Yes, Sir.”Richard handed over his black coat before casually walking through the dark and silent living room of the mansion. Only the small lamps in the corners of the room remained dimly lit.His steps slowed slightly when his eyes landed on the large staircase leading upstairs.Aurora must already be asleep.For some reason, that thought made Richard stand still for a few seconds longer.The image of the girl had been lingering in his mind ever since earlier. Her innocent face. The way her gaze a