Page 3 of A Monster's Obsession

Sawyer’s face was red, but his expression remained impassive. He was being crass on purpose, trying to degrade me with his hurtful words. But Sawyer forgot that I knew who he was, and he was baiting me. But just like I knew him, he knew me as well and talking to me like I was a whore off the street would never fly.

“You know that I don’t let people talk to me any kinda way! Who the fuck do you think you are?”

“You know who the fuck I am! You were mine from the time our eyes met two years ago. You can run fast and far, but I won’t let you go this time,” Sawyer growled before turning and walking back into the reception.

I’ve always seen the darkness in Sawyer even though he did his best to hide it, but I know he’s crazy and I can see that too. However, his words caused a shiver that crept down my spine, and it made me think I was as crazy as he is. Not only was I not scared, my panties were completely soaked.

Chapter 2

SAWYER

Lola almost fucked up my reunion with Sasha, and it angered me more than words can convey. I had watched Sasha for the entire evening. I knew that she was trying to avoid me, so I stayed away from her for the most part. I knew my woman, and she was stubborn. When I recognized her in the church, I knew that I was the luckiest bastard on the planet. Then she called me that stupid pet name that I only allowed her to say. But it was the truth, and I was herMonster.

Sasha Phillips disappeared on me two-years ago. She didn’t tell me goodbye, instead she left a fucking letter out of all things. I was in love with her; I’m still in love with her. We were only together for a short time, but what we had was a free and unfiltered type of love. And then one day, she was gone. Now she was trying to run from me once more, and it had set off all of my predatory instincts. I promised myself that I wouldn’t look for her, and I hadn’t, but now that she had stumbled her way back into my life, she no longer had a choice. Sasha Phillips was mine.

I knew that our separation would be temporary this time, so I chose to let her go for now. I had to take deep breaths as I left her in the dark hallway because my temper was on level ten. It was never a good thing for me to be this upset. I made my way back to the reception, where I focused on networking.

I did my best to be diplomatic for the rest of the evening, even though my mind constantly drifted to Sasha’s dark brown skin and how soft she felt under my touch after so long. But I knew I had to get my shit together because not only was this my brother’s wedding, but it was also the Nash family’s introduction into the Founder’s high-society. That meant I had to at least pretend to be on my best behavior. I couldn’t make a scene by fucking Sasha in a hallway at a wedding reception. I couldn’t be the monster that she called me, and I had to pretend at least to be an upstanding gentleman. So, I continued to mingle with the guests as my father expected me to do.

My father, Conrad Nash, was the current Don of our Irish family. However, he was set to retire in a few years, so he wanted to make his alliance with the Bishops family come to fruition before that time. We had been doing business with the Bishops family for years, and it was the right time for us to become one entity. Not just in business, but in the old way… family.

It may seem primitive, but the only way you could truly be allies was to be family. My brother, Lennox, gave us our way onto the island. I know my little brother was furious, but from the way he had watched his new wife all night, I’m sure he’d be fine.

Now the marriage has been finalized; I can move forward with our plans for Founder’s Island. Being part owners in the private hospital on the island gives our men access to things that we didn’t have back in the states. Our guys couldn’t get caught up in the unnecessary paperwork from hospitals that would call the police, so we employed private doctors. The good ones didn’t want to be involved with an organization like ours no matter how much we paid, and the bad ones… got caught.

Our family dealt with very dangerous people. Our weapons and gambling businesses were our highest earners and attracted the seediest organizations. The larger our business grew, the more men we needed, and the more hospital visits we had. It was a never-ending circle, but a necessary one.

Now, most of our problems were solved. However, as a newcomer to the island, I needed to establish Nash Industries as a top real estate investor. The hard part of that task would be having to live on the island full time while my father continued running the company in the states. I liked my life how it is, and change was difficult for a man like me. But I would do what needed to be done. I always did. The inconvenience of entertaining Lola instead of going after Sasha was just another price I would have to pay for my family.

“Sawyer, I want you to meet some of my friends,” Lola whined in a baby voice. I held my face in a neutral expression, but that whining shit got on my nerves. Grown-ass women that talked like babies were a complete turn-off. And now that Sasha was back in my life, Lola didn’t stand a chance. Not that she’d ever did anyway.

“I’ll be there in a minute.” I had to gather my composure. It was time to put on my businessman mask and make my connections.

But as I continued to chit chat and mingle, my mind strayed to Sasha. Just the memory of her caused my pulse to race. I was completely obsessed with this woman. I thought I was past it all, but when she walked into that church with her head held high, she reminded me of a queen. Sasha was a tiny little thing at five-three, but she walked as if she were ten feet tall. The light that reflected in her big light brown eyes drew you in without permission. Her eyes were the first thing that I noticed about her two years ago.

I had always been hypnotized by the sway of her round hips and the way her pouty lips stretched into a smile. The way she laughed and her free-spirited personality. Sasha had been the cure for my broken heart until she snatched it out of my chest and took it with her when she left.

This time her leaving was a good thing. Because Sasha didn’t return to the reception after my warning, it gave me time to focus on business. I know I wouldn’t be able to control myself if she was in the same room. Sasha’s presence brought out the obsessive side of me that I’d long since thought I’d buried. However, it was resurrected tonight, and I knew that I would never be the same.

The first thing I needed to do was get all the information I could on her—the last time I made the mistake of agreeing to her wishes. I never looked for her after she left even though I wanted to because she said she didn’t want me. Her reasons never sat right with me, but if a woman says she doesn’t want you, you leave her the fuck alone. No matter how infatuated you are.

The task of finding out about Sasha Phillips has always been easy because of who I am. I chose not to use my resources last time, but that would not be the case this time around. As the next Don of my family, I had invaluable means to get what I needed. With that decision made, I tuned back into the annoying woman who clung to me. If Lola weren’t so busy trying to throw her pussy at me, she would’ve figured out that I didn’t want her. I never wanted her. She wasn’t even my date tonight, and yet she continued to harass me in that annoying ass voice.

I was thirty-seven years old. The last thing I needed was some whiny child following me around like a puppy. Lola was beautiful, but she wasn’t my type. My mind was already made up on who I wanted. And this time, I wouldn’t let her go.

Soon after I was introduced to a few of Lola’s friends, I was able to slip away from her claws. She had her sights set on me, and I would have to let her down gently since her father was an integral part ofthe wardat BHM. Dr. Pratt was married to Sofia Bishops, Alejandro Bishops’ cousin. Dr. Pratt was the Director of the Neurology department and a highly-respected member of Founder’s high-society. I didn’t need to rock the boat so soon after I’ve gotten here, so I would continue to be cordial to Lola.

“Ah, son. Are you enjoying the wedding?” My father slapped me on the back jovially.

I shrugged my broad shoulders. It was more like a business dinner than a wedding reception, but my father had worked a long time for this, so I could understand his happiness.

“I know it’s been five years since…” I held up my hand, cutting my father off. I was not about to go into some sentimental bullshit with him because he remembered the last family wedding.

“It was a long time ago now. The wedding is fine, Dad. But you should be asking Lennox. It ishisday, not mine.” I responded my tone brokered no argument. I had enough of my past haunting me for one night, and I didn’t need my father adding to the bullshit.

My father sighed heavily, “Lennox is being a bit difficult right now.”

“Difficult?” I snorted at my father’s inability to admit that he fucked his son over. Conrad Nash would never apologize for getting Lennox mixed up in the family business. He did everything in his power to rope my brother back in, and he finally succeeded.