Trapped in the Crime Lord's Obsession
I stared down at the contract, a wave of defiance bubbling up in me. I turned back to him, meeting his gaze head-on.
"I never asked for your help," I said, "I would've found a way to save my mother on my own. You may think you own me, but I'd rather die than marry you."
A slow smile crept across his face, a smug, knowing look that sent a chill down my spine. He knew exactly what I was thinking, as if my resistance only entertained him.
"Look at me," he commanded.
I reluctantly turned back, locking eyes with him. His face had shifted, his expression darkened, and for the first time, true fury was etched in his eyes.
"I’ll count to ten," he said, "If that contract isn’t signed by the time I reach ten, I’ll make the same call I made to pay those bills. Only this time, the instructions will be different. Your mother... your sister…they’ll both be gone."
He took a breath, settling back as if the threat were a mere matter of routine. "So… ONE!!"
I swallowed hard, my heartbeat pounding in my ears. Could he be bluffing? No, I'd seen him kill before, seen how casually he turned life and death into sports.
"FOUR," he counted.
My hands started to shake. What could I do? If I signed, I'd be bound to him forever, trapped as his wife. But if I didn’t... my mother and sister’s lives hung in the balance.
"SEVEN."
I closed my eyes, fighting the panic rising in my chest. He wouldn’t do it, I told myself. He couldn’t be that monstrous. But even as I thought it, the doubt crept in. I wasn’t sure.
Then, he hit "TEN" himself
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Chapter: Çhapter 66:- Fatal SeductionRose took steps toward him, the she stopped just short of touching him, close enough that he could feel the warmth of her breath, smell that spicy perfume that always seemed to linger around her. “I want you, Damon,” she said, her gaze locking onto his, unflinching. “I want you all to myself. No one’s ever shown me what it means to be cared for like you have.”Damon’s chest tightened, her words hitting him like a punch. He’d pulled her out of a dark place years ago, given her a new life, but this—this was something else. His mind flickered with memories of her gratitude, her loyalty, but now it twisted into something deeper, something he wasn’t sure he could handle. He chuckled, the sound rough and tinged with disbelief. “You’re serious?”Her eyes flared, a spark of frustration cutting through the longing. “I killed the Manzoni Queen for you, Damon,” she said, her voice steady despite the weight of her confession. “I took out Scarlett, climbed to the top of this clan, and all I’m a
Last Updated: 2025-04-01
Chapter: Chapter 65:- Ex LoversDamon rolled up to the Manzoni mansion alone, his sleek black car humming to a stop in front of the iron gates. He stepped out, smoothing his black jacket—his favorite color, always had been—and took a deep breath. No backup, no crew, just him. He didn’t want this new Donna, whoever she was, thinking he was scared or uneasy. Showing up solo was a power move, a way to say he wasn’t rattled, even if his gut told him this could go sideways fast. Scarlett Manzoni’s death had hit him like a curveball—he hadn’t seen that coming, and now he couldn’t stop wondering how she’d gone down.The security guys at the gate gave him the side-eye, a mix of suspicion and nerves flickering in their stares. They’d heard the stories—Damon Lockwood, the ruthless Don of the Lockwood Clan, a name that carried weight and a shiver down the spine. But seeing him in the flesh? That was new. He caught a couple of them whispering, their hands twitching near their guns, like they weren’t sure if they should bow
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Chapter: Chapter 64:- Roses are Red Rose POV I sat alone, my fingers tracing the edge of a crystal glass, the amber liquid inside untouched. My reflection stared back at me from the polished surface of the desk—a woman with sharp green eyes and red hair spilling over her shoulders, a far cry from the broken girl I’d once been. I’d come a long way from the orphanage, from the life that had tried to crush me. But even now, with all this power at my fingertips, there was an emptiness gnawing at me, a void I couldn’t fill.I didn’t know where I came from. No mother, no father—just a crib in a gray-walled room, surrounded by other forgotten kids. The nuns at St. Patrick’s Home for Lost Souls had been kind enough, but they couldn’t give me answers. My earliest memories were of cold floors and whispered prayers, of wondering why no one came for me. As I got older, I begged for clues—anything to tell me who I was. I’d had my DNA tested more times than I could count, scraping together every pen
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Chapter: Chapter 62:- Farewell Anna's POVThe framed picture of Ghost stared back at me from Damon’s desk, I could see the striking resemblance between them, especially the piercing eyes. I’d come looking for him, but he wasn’t here. The room felt hollow without him. I lingered anyway, unable to leave, drawn in by the faint scent of him that clung to everything. My fingers brushed the edge of Ghost’s frame, a restless energy humming through me as I wandered deeper into the space.This wasn’t how I’d pictured things since we got back from Mexico. I’d imagined us wrapped up in each other, a blur of tangled sheets and breathless nights, orgasm after orgasm until the world outside didn’t matter. Instead, there was this gap between us, a distance I couldn’t bridge no matter how much I wanted to. I sank into the chair at his desk, the leather creaking under my weight, and let out a shaky breath. My body felt alive in a way it never had before, a constant drum of sexual need pulsing through
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Chapter: Chapter 61:- I love Anna Damon's POVThe rooftop of the mansion was my last refuge, a place where the chaos of the world below couldn’t quite reach me. The night was cold, the air sharp with the scent of distant rain. I stood near the edge, hands gripping the iron railing, staring into the void. My room had felt too small tonight, its walls closing in with every unanswered question, every festering doubt. Up here, at least, I could breathe—even if every breath tasted like fear.I’d never been in this position before. Me, Damon, the guy who always had a plan, always knew the next move. Now? I was teetering on the edge of something I couldn’t name, and for the first time, I wasn’t sure I’d make it out alive. The Manzoni Clan lingered in my thoughts like a shadow I couldn’t shake. They had to be behind this—the deaths, the chaos, the unraveling of everything I’d built. But who was their mole? Someone close, someone I’d let into my circle. The betrayal gnawed at me, a dull ache tha
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Chapter: Thorns and PestsWhen we arrived at Mr. Calvin's mansion, the scene at the gate caught me completely off guard. A sea of reporters and journalists swarmed the entrance, their cameras flashing like relentless lightning."What’s going on?" I asked, my voice laced with unease."Nothing to worry about, ma’am," the bald African man beside me said, his tone steady as he opened the car door. "We’ll need to walk past the gate—the crowd’s too thick for the vehicle."I sighed in relief, shaking my head slightly. "I’m sure they’re not here for me. I’m a nobody. Mr. Calvin must have done something to attract the media."But as soon as I stepped out of the car, reality hit like a tidal wave. The reporters surged toward me, their shouts drowning out my thoughts, their cameras capturing every step I took like a lamb walking to the slaughter.My chest tightened as panic clawed its way through me. I instinctively moved closer to one of the suited men, my breath quickening."Are you the Kate that’s getting married to t
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Chapter: New Bride"Have you gone to see Mr. Calvin yet?" my father asked, shoving a piece of chicken into his mouth with a fork."Yes, Dad," I replied, my hands clasped tightly behind my back as I stood, watching him eat.He simply nodded, picked up the glass of wine from the table, and took a slow gulp before turning his sharp gaze on me. "And? Give me the details. I want to know everything."I opened my mouth to speak, but my mother’s voice interrupted from behind me."Your daughter has been through a terrible heartbreak," she said, her tone cutting, "and a painful divorce, if I may remind you. But all you seem to care about is every detail of a particular crippled billionaire, not the details of your own daughter. Your only child."Hearing her defend me brought a flicker of comfort to my heart, but I knew better than to show my emotions in front of my father.He set his fork down with deliberate calmness and pointed it at my mother. "It’s your job as her mother to care about her feelings. It’s my jo
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Chapter: Contract MarriageThe continuous ringing of my phone cut through the fog in my head, pulling me into the morning sunlight. For a moment, I lay there, my mind struggling to piece together where I was and how I’d ended up here.I rolled over, groaning at the weakness that weighed me down, and froze when I realized—I was naked.My eyes flew open, wide with shock as the memories of last night came rushing back in fragments. The bar, the drinks, the masked man. And then… I closed my eyes, feeling the heat rise to my face as I remembered it all.I’d slept with him. A total stranger. No idea who he really was, no idea what he looked like beneath that mask. I barely even knew the sound of his voice.The realization hit me like a wave, and I felt my heart race in shame. I wasn’t the kind of person who ended up in a stranger’s bed.I sank back into the sheets, feeling the weight of my own actions settle over me. I was better than this. I had always been careful. But in one night, I’d shattered all of that. And f
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Chapter: Sweet DistractionI hated the taste of alcohol, the way it burned my throat and left me feeling unsteady. I hated the way it stripped away my sense of control. But tonight, control felt like a prison, one that had left me in ruins."Give me a glass of champagne. The strongest you've got," I said, my voice barely hiding the desperation. The bartender glanced at me, her brow arching as if she could see the heartbreak that had driven me here."Alright, give me a minute," she replied, a sympathetic smile tugging at her lips.Tonight, I'm going to lose control. For the first time in my life, I'm going to drink, to stupor.The bartender handed me the glass, and without a second thought, I tilted it back, the liquid burning its way down as I swallowed, the heat spreading through me. I placed the empty glass on the bar, my fingers trembling as I felt the sobs clawing at my chest, desperate to escape."Another one," I muttered, forcing the words out as I blinked back the tears threatening to spill.She poured
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Chapter: Divorce PapersSophia stared at the large framed picture of my husband and I on the wall, a smile frozen in time."Beautiful, isn’t it?" I interrupted, trying to lighten the mood as I handed her a glass of water.She ignored my question, collecting the glass of water with shaky hands, her gaze locked onto the picture."How could he do such a thing?" she muttered, her face pale, anger and disappointment swirling within her. I had never seen my friend look so bitter before."Sophia, talk to me. Why are you staring at the picture like a widow mourning her husband?" Confusion etched across my face as I exchanged glances between Sophia and the frame.Finally, she turned to me, her face still drained of color, eyes shimmering with unshed tears."Your husband is cheating on you, Kate." Her voice was steady but laced with empathy."Alex would never cheat on me. What do you mean?" Sophia nodded, her expression resolute. "I have the evidence to prove it. Open your Instagram account and check your husband’s p
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