He Stole Me, Now He Haunts My Bed

My current boyfriend and I are together because he originally interfered with my relationship with my ex-boyfriend and pursued me. Perhaps because he used this method, hes terrified that others will do the same to him, constantly worrying that Ill leave.

His possessiveness has become suffocating. I have to call him in real-time whenever I have a meal with anyone, and I have to undergo his interrogation before going to sleep at night. Even when I go out with my best friend, I have to be home before 10 PM.

I simply couldn't take it anymore and made up my mind to break up with him. That night, in the middle of it, he suddenly appeared by my bed, his voice cold, saying that if I wanted to break up, I could. Then he added that it would have to be after he died, and with that, he walked toward the window, looking like he was about to jump.

Terrified, I immediately rushed over and hugged his legs, repeatedly saying I wouldn't break up, begging him to stop. Ugh, what rotten luck, how did I end up with such a possessive person?

01

When I met Brian Sregor, I was still Adrian Thornes girlfriend. Adrian was tall and slender, gentle and wealthy. Reportedly, he fell for me at first sight. When he pursued me, he sent flowers, gifts, and warmth, kneeling by the sea with roses to confess, a grand and passionate display that made it hard for me not to fall. Seeing his handsome face, I agreed to his pursuit. I couldnt help it; I'm a sucker for good looks. I could eat an extra half bowl of rice just looking at a handsome guy.

Two weeks into our relationship, Adrian introduced me to his friends. He affectionately wrapped an arm around my waist and introduced me:

"This is Mia, my girlfriend."

His friends exchanged glances, then praised me along with him: "Mia is so beautiful, no wonder Adrian pursued her for so long." Another person nearby made a strange face, his tone amusing: "Mia, you wouldn't believe it, when Adrian was pursuing you, he couldn't eat, couldn't sleep, all he thought about was how to please you." "We kept wondering what kind of woman could enchant Adrian so completely, and seeing you today, you're indeed a goddess."

I smiled, not taking their polite words too seriously. Adrians friends all seemed very friendly, except for one. From the moment I walked in, a gaze had been fixed on me. I looked up. What a striking face, an absolute stunner. His features were exquisitely beautiful, yet his demeanor was cool and languid. His long, beautiful eyes met my gaze, the corners slightly upturned, ink-colored pupils holding a smile. His lips curved slightly, truly a captivating, devilish charm. Adrian was handsome, and his friends were good-looking, but compared to him, they simply faded into the background, dim and unremarkable.

Adrian followed my gaze and instantly understood. He put his arm around my waist and greeted the man:

"Long time no see, Brian."

Brians eyelids lifted, and he looked at Adrian, who was hugging me. The smile in his eyes receded, and he nodded coolly and reservedly:

"Hello."

Outstanding looks, and even a pleasant voice. Adrian sighed helplessly:

"Brian, you're still so aloof. Can't you say a few more words?"

His friends chimed in, agreeing:

"Exactly, Brian has always seemed unapproachable since childhood."

"For the sake of being childhood friends, this big shot barely agrees to speak a couple of words to us."

"Looking at him, we probably won't be attending his wedding anytime soon."

Brian sat on the sofa, listening to his friends' teasing without a care. But after a while, his lips suddenly curved into a smile:

"Who says? I might have a crush."

A thunderclap out of nowhere. Adrian and his friends erupted:

"The impossible has happened! Who is it, tell us!"

I also wanted to know. Someone this stunning has a crush on someone else? So, there are people in this world who don't care about looks. Who could it be? But clearly, when Brian didn't want to talk about something, no one could force him. Until the party ended, no one got any information out of him.

02

Ever since Brian and I connected on social media, I've developed a new hobby: checking his profile. Although they appear to be ordinary life photos, if you zoom in, you'll notice some subtle intentions. For example: after a workout, a translucent garment is casually rolled up, revealing his abs and V-line. In dim lighting, long, well-defined fingers loosen his collar, exposing a beautiful and sexy collarbone. Of course, the main attraction is always his breathtakingly handsome face.

I suspect Brian is fishing, trying to reel in his chosen catch. But thanks to that catch, we onlookers get a feast for our eyes.

"Mia." Adrian walked up to me, a frown on his face, looking displeased. I put away my phone; I still loved my boyfriend very much.

"What's wrong?"

Clearly, Adrian wasnt upset about Brian. He took my hand:

"A friend of mine is back, and she wants to meet you."

"But don't believe everything she says."

I sensed an unusual vibe from his cautious tone. And it was indeed unusual; the moment we met, she eyed me from head to toe. Adrian took my hand and greeted the person opposite us:

"Chloe, this is my girlfriend, Mia."

Chloe, wearing a pink and white dress, had large eyes on a cute heart-shaped face, and long, dark curly hair framing her ears. She was sweet-looking and had a sweet voice. She grabbed my hand, all warmth and familiarity:

"Mia, I'm Chloe Sregor, Adrian's childhood friend."

"Adrian, Mia is so beautiful!"

With that, she immediately let go of my hand and playfully punched Adrian in the chest: "Your taste is still the best, Mia is much prettier than your previous girlfriends. You're so lucky."

Childhood friend, Adrian. I shot Adrian a wry glance, a half-smile playing on my lips. Adrian clutched his chest, glancing at me awkwardly, not daring to speak. This childhood friend's game wasn't very high-level. I tucked a stray hair behind my ear and smiled, looking down:

"Perhaps Chloe just prefers my type of looks, which is why she thinks I'm prettier."

Chloe's face flushed deep red; she probably hadn't encountered someone like me, who could turn any situation upside down. It was almost as if a rival had suddenly become a 'gal pal,' and someone chuckled. Adrian immediately stepped in to smooth things over:

"Alright, everyone, let's go inside."

Once inside the room, Adrian insisted on squeezing onto the small sofa with me, thigh to thigh, waist to waist, as if afraid I was angry, constantly talking and trying to make me laugh. I remained expressionless; it wasn't anger, mostly just how cramped it was. Brian sat alone on a single sofa, his spacious seat making me envious. Adrian kept leaning closer as he spoke, further encroaching on my space.

"Is Mia upset with me?" Chloe, for no apparent reason, came over to interject again. She looked on the verge of tears, gazing at me pitifully: "It's all my fault for saying the wrong thing." "Mia, please don't be angry with Adrian and me."

I stood up. The cramped seating was already annoying, and now this was even more so: "I'm not angry." "Ms. Sregor, what right do you have to make Adrian and me angry?" "This is our first meeting. Before this, I've never even heard your name from Adrian. Ms. Sregor, you think too highly of yourself."

Chloe's tears hung precariously, her expression stunned, probably not expecting me to be so direct. I watched her tears finally fall. Chloe choked out: "So Adrian didn't want to mention me." Adrian avoided Chloe's gaze, but his hand tightened on mine. Chloe's eyes reddened again: "I'm sorry, Adrian, I shouldn't have broken off our engagement back then."

Engaged? I actually didn't know about this. I looked at Adrian. His face was grim, and he whispered an explanation to me:

"Mia, that was a long time ago."

So it was true. Chloe continued to weep, dripping tears: "Adrian and I had a childhood engagement."

I couldn't help but interject: "What era is this? Childhood engagement? How old-fashioned." Chloe briefly shot me a dagger look, but it had no effect.

"Adrian was always so good to me when we were little, caring for me and even getting into fights to protect me."

I hadn't expected the usually gentle Adrian to have fought for someone else. Adrian's grip on my hand tightened unconsciously, but his gaze was fixed on Chloe, stern.

"Chloe, stop. That's all in the past."

Chloe cried pitifully, her eyes blurry with tears: "I'm sorry, Adrian, you were so good to me."

"Your Adrian was so good to you, yet you left without a word on your engagement day and ran off with someone else, didn't you?"

A sudden voice rang out, elegant and distinguished, with a mocking tone. I shifted my gaze. It was Brian, speaking with a smile, sitting on a nearby sofa, twirling a wine glass.

"You enjoyed Adrian's kindness, yet you were entangled with someone else. When you left a sticky note and walked out on your engagement day, did you consider the dignity of your fianc and both families' parents?"

Chloe's face flushed. No one had ever been so merciless to her. She was an only child, and her parents always doted on her. Even when she ran away from her wedding, her parents were only angry for a while and quickly forgave her, willing to back her up. Adrian's parents didn't say much, out of respect for her parents, and Adrian had spoiled her since childhood. A large part of her reckless, runaway nature was cultivated by Adrian's indulgence. She would act cute and pitiful with Adrian, and he would always forgive her.

Chloe lowered her head, secretly resenting Brian, but her voice remained sweet: "I was too naive back then."

Brian chuckled again, leaning his head back, his posture languid. Sunlight gently streamed in from the window, coating his porcelain-white skin with a light golden glow, his features even more strikingly beautiful.

"Chloe Sregor, after all these years, you're still both stupid and malicious, with no brains."

Brian met my surprised gaze, his eyes curving into a captivating smile. Chloe, however, stopped crying, glaring at Brian with hatred:

"What did you say?"

Brians tongue remained sharp and merciless:

"Do you really think your little tricks are invisible to everyone else?"

"How many times have you deliberately tried to sow discord?"

"Only Adrian, that fool, was played by you, and that's because he liked you."

"But he doesn't like you anymore."

His words were so poisonous, practically an indiscriminate attack. Chloe's nails dug into her palms, shaking with rage. Adrian had forgiven her, but after that, he started dating other girls. Yet, she managed to break up all those relationships, and he'd been single for years. Just as she thought she could rekindle things with Adrian, I appeared.

"Adrian, you really don't want me anymore?"

I frowned deeply. She was openly confessing to my boyfriend in front of me. She really didn't see me as anything. Good thing Adrian knew his place.

"My feelings for Mia are sincere. I truly love her."

"The first time I saw her, I liked her."

"I want to marry her."

With that, he was about to get down on one knee to propose to me. That nearly scared me to death. I hadn't enjoyed my good life long enough; I definitely didn't want to get married young.

"Alright, alright, I believe you, get up quickly."

Chloe completely broke down. Tears stopped falling, replaced by a hateful glare at me, her eyes like daggers. What's the point of hating me? Did I force her to run away from her wedding? I turned around, giving Chloe the same scrutinizing look she had given me earlier:

"You look much better like this than with your fake tears from before."

"Seems a lot more genuine."

Adrian stood silently by my side, clearly taking a stand. Chloe, seeing no one helping her, finally stormed off. But she didn't know that Adrian, while wrapping his arm around my shoulder, had watched her retreating back for a long time. It wasn't until I nudged him that he suddenly came back to himself and smiled at me.

After the gathering, Adrian was about to take me home when he got a call. I didnt hear what was said. He frowned deeply, looking at me with an awkward expression:

"Mia, something's come up with Chloe. I might have to go."

No wonder Chloe was so brazen; it was all Adrian's indulgence. I wrapped my shawl tighter, tucking a stray hair behind my ear:

"What about me, then?"

Adrian spoke softly, his face cautious:

"Can I ask Brian to take you back?"

Just then, Brian arrived. He stood next to Adrian, tall and slender, twirling his car keys:

"Ready?"

I bypassed Adrian completely and left with Brian.

"Brian, didn't you drink earlier?"

"The glass had grape juice in it."