Chapter 664 Marked by Tobias

Even though Kyla had a natural gift for pretending, for playing roles and putting on masks, when it came to love, she was far too naïve.

Tobias had seen countless women—more composed, more calculating, more talented, more powerful, and far wealthier than Kyla. If Tobias wanted someone, if he truly set his sights on her, he would make the first move and use every tactic in his arsenal. No woman had ever escaped his clutches.

He had a thousand ways to make Kyla willingly submit, to become his toy, his plaything, without even realizing it.

The moment Tobias marked her as his prey, Kyla’s fate had already been sealed. She had no way out, not when the spider had already spun its web.

And Kyla, caught in that web, still didn’t even realize she was the prey. She kept struggling, clueless that her ending would only be inevitable—to be devoured.

Kyla was already drowning in the sweetness of Tobias’s tenderness. With her heart newly awakened, resistance was no longer even a thought. Her heart burned, her blood raced, and something deep inside her, down to the soul, itched and cried out.

She wanted to give him everything, everything she was.

It wasn’t just desire. It was raw instinct—that primal pull between a man and a woman, a surge of hormones so intense that no one could resist it.

But what Kyla didn’t know was, from the very beginning, everything she and Tobias did had already been seen. Tilda had known all along. She saw how things were falling perfectly, exactly the way she had planned.

And now that everything was moving in order, just the way Tilda wanted, she had no interest in watching the rest of the footage. She closed the surveillance video of that disgusting couple. Then, without a second glance, she drove off in her Porsche Cayenne, disappearing down the road.

The next morning, Kyla woke up to Tilda’s kiss.

On the hotel bed, a small trace of crimson stained the white sheets.

Tobias lightly smacked Kyla on the butt. “Lazy girl, time to get up.”

Kyla pouted, her voice soft and spoiled. “Ugh, my whole body’s sore, Tobias, I can’t even move…”

“Alright, alright. I’ll bring breakfast up to you.”

Tobias glanced at the faint marks left on the bed, and a flash of guilt passed through his eyes. “I’m sorry, Kyla. It was your first time, and I still couldn’t control myself. I just love you too much. That’s why it hurt so much…”

Kyla sat up, wrapped her arms around him, her hair falling loosely over her shoulders. Eyes closed, she whispered with a content smile, “No, Tobias, I’m happy. You’re the one who taught me what it means to love someone, what it really feels like to be a woman. Thank you for showing up in my life when everything was so dark and empty. If it weren’t for you, I honestly don’t know how I would’ve kept going…”

Tobias teased, “Silly girl, don’t say stuff like that to me. Say one more word and I’ll get mad, and you know what happens when I get mad, right? You’ll be punished properly.”

His hand began to wander again across Kyla’s bare skin.

Kyla’s breath started to quicken. “Again? No…don’t…”

But once it started, it lasted for hours.

By the end, Kyla had no strength left. She passed out completely.

When she finally woke up, it was already four in the afternoon.

Tobias was gone.

“Tobias?”

She called out his name, but there was no answer. He was nowhere to be found.

On the nightstand, she spotted a card. It was a handwritten note.

“Here’s a bank card. The PIN is your birthday. Tomorrow, I’ll transfer one hundred million into the account as a deposit. I’m working on getting the rest, but we’ll also need to find that key person if we want to make the most out of this data. Wait for good news, Kyla. If you miss me, you can call me anytime. As the man who loves you the most in this entire world, I’ll always be waiting for your command, my princess.”

“Tobias…”

Kyla held the card to her chest like it was a priceless treasure, eyes closed, as if she could feel Tobias’s hand on her skin again, so warm, so steady, so intense.

She even secretly brought the card to her nose and took a soft breath in. It still carried his scent.

Just that familiar fragrance sent her mind spiraling back to the wild moments they had shared.

Her cheeks flushed crimson, heart racing.

The adrenaline surged through her body, completely out of control.

“Tobias…Tobias…Tobias…”

Kyla could only whisper his name over and over, trying to soothe the burning ache of desire and longing inside her.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the city, Tobias pulled up to the airport in his flashy red Ferrari 718.

Everything was going exactly as he’d planned. After their intense night together and the emotional groundwork he’d been laying for weeks, Tobias was now certain that Kyla had completely fallen for him. She was under his thumb, a puppet—his puppet.

For a woman who had just experienced her first taste of passion, Tobias—confident, experienced, tall, dangerously charming—was the ultimate poison.

One taste, and there was no going back—just endless obsession, caught between addiction and helplessness, doomed to crave more while forgetting what it was like to breathe freely.

And all of it was for that file Kyla held in her hands.