The Billionaire's Dangerous Obsession (Nivera) novel Chapter 84

Chapter 84

Nivera took one long look at Marceline standing in the doorway.

The older woman looked fragile in the dim light–shoulders hunthed, eyes a bit too glasty. But there was something else, something heavy that Nivera instinctively understood. This wasn’t herplace.

She turned to Alejandro, offering him a soft look before the spoke. Til give you twin a moment”

Alejandro glanced at her, eyes unreadable, but nodded.

“Thank you,” Marceline murmured.

Nivera didn’t linger. She brushed past Marceline with a polite nod and gently closed the door behind her.

The click echoed louder than expected in the room, leaving Alejandro and his mother in silence.

Marceline still stood there, her hair tousled in a way

a way that revealed how little sleep she had gotten, despite the pills. Her face was pale and drawn.

Alejandro stood halfway across the room, shirt now properly on, though unbuttoned, his bare chest exposed slightly. He didn’t bother fooing it.

“You’re back,” she said, voice hoarse

“Looks like it,” he replied casually.

Her eyes flicked to the floor, to the chair, anywhere but him. “…I didn’t know if you would come back.”

Alejandro raised a brow. “This is my house.”

His words made her finch, and he realized just how harsh that sounded, which made him feel guilty as it wasn’t his intention.

“You should sit,” he sa

said, voice calm. Not cold. Just distant.

Marceline nodded once, stepping in slowly like she was afraid he might push her out. She perched herself on the edge of the armchair, folding her hands tightly in her lap.

It was clear she was very nervous,

“I’m sorry,” she said finally, it came out so softly that he barely heard it. But he did.

“it’s fine.”

He leaned against the dresser, arms crossed. “Feeling better?”

“I don’t know,” she answered honestly. “I think so. The pills helped. But I…

She swallowed hard Her voice faltered. “I didn’t mean to, Alejandro.”

He didn’t respond.

She looked up at him then, searching his face for anything–anger, pain, forgiveness

There was nothing. His expression was as though they were having a conversation about the weather and not about the fact that she could have killed

him

“didn’t know it wa

unheard

was you. I didn’t know where I was. It was like I was outside myself. Like I was watching everything from behind glass, screaming but

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Still, he said nothing. Just watched her, quiet.

“And when I came back to myself her voice tracked, “I saw your hand holding mine. Not to comfort, but to stop me. Because had a life, Backs could’ve hurt you.”

Alejandro exhaled, the sound low and long

“But you didn’t,” he said simply. “I’m fine.”

“Don’t do that,” Marceline said quickly, her eyes pleading. “Don’t pretend like it didn’t mean anything. Don’t protect me from what i did

His gaze flickered, but still he remained steady. “You weren’t yourself”

“I need you to tell me the truth. I need you to tell me how much I’ve failed you.”

Alejandro exhaled, rubbing a hand over his face. “You haven’t failed me. You fought because of me and you got us out. Whatever happened wasn’t fault. You weren’t in the night frame of mind.”

“But i should have been,” she said quietly. “That’s the part that terrifies me the most. It’s been years and I still haven’t been able to completely get over

For the first time since the conversation started, Alejandro’s expression changed. It was subtle, but it was there. A shift in his jaw. A tightening of his

shoulders.

“I looked at you, and I didn’t see my son. I saw I saw someone else. Someone I thought I’d let go of years ago.”

Alejandro’s voice was soft buttonse. “Well, looks like it makes two of us.”

Marceline stood up slowly, walking across the room until she was standing in front of him.

“You were always so strong,” she whispered. “Even when you were little. I remember how you stood in front of me when things got bad. I remember you protecting me, and it should’ve been the other way around. It should’ve been me protecting you.”

Alejandro lowered his gaze. “And who said you didn’t!”

“I failed you, mijo. I failed you then. And now again.”

“You didn’t fail me.”

She took a deep breath. “Do you

sau hate me?” she asked suddenly.

Alejandro’s eyes snapped to hers.

“What?”

“Do you

hate me? For everything. For the way I checked out when you needed me most. For looking at you like that today. For every time I flinched or shut down or pretended it was all okay when it wasn’t

He stared at her. “No.”

She blinked.

“I don’t hate you, Mom. I hate what happened to you. I hate what you had to survive. I hate that you’re still surviving it. But I don’t hate you.”

mom. You’re the only one I have left.”

“I could never hate you,n

Marceline’s voice was almost inaudible. “I miss you.”

His hands curled into fists. “You had me. You always had me. Even when you looked at me like a stranger. Even when I heard you cry yourself to sleep and

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refused to knock on your door because I knew I reminded you of him.

She closed her eyes,

“You don’t,” she said. “You never reminded me of him. That was never it.”

Alejandro turned, meeting her gaze now, tired and heavy “Then what was it, mom? Why is it that even now, when we sit across from each other, I can feet the wall

Marceline’s lips trembled. “Because when I look at you, I remember how much i failed in keeping you safe. And sometimes, the grief swallows the joy. It shouldn’t, but it does.”

He moved back toward her, his steps slow.

“I never wanted you to lose anything”

“You didn’t make me lose it. But you were the reason I survived it. That’s what scares me. I survived everything for you, and I’m terrified that one day, 11 lose you too.”

His brows furrowed slightly.

“You’re not going to lose me.”

“almost hurt you today. What if next time. I-

“There won’t be a next time?

“How can you be sure?”

“Because I’ll make sure you get better.”

She shook her head, her voice trembling “You’ve done enough. You shouldn’t have to take care of me. You’re my son. You deserve peace.”

“And you’re my mother, Alejandro responded, stepping closer now. “And I deserve you alive, well, and not falling apart in kitchens with knives.”

A beat passed

Marceline let out a tearful laugh, despite the weight of the moment “I was making lemonade.”

“You were murdering lemons”

They both chuckled, albeit weakly

Then Alejandro said, “Do you remember when I was ten and broke the garden gnome? You cried like someone had died.”

“Because I loved that gnome.”

“YOU

loved it because he looked like Abuela.”

“He did,” she sniffled, laughing gently. “He had the same scowl.”

“And the same moustache.”

“Mijo, that’s your grandmother,” she chuckled.

y stood in silence again, the moment warmer now. Softer.

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