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His Deadly Obession. CHAPTER 36.
Rosealba took a step back, trying to steady herself from falling. Her leg wobbled and the distance her movement gave the burning house fastened by a fraction of an inch. With lips parted and eyes that held water as much as that of an ocean, she struggled to calculate. First, her light was turned off and second, the door to her house was opened, she… she had not even been at home since the day she went to the club with Lina. If the house wanted to burn on its own, she would have been back to meet perks of aches and not a burning house— someone was behind this. The thought of someone trying to kill her sent scorching terror across her veins and her heart panged in her chest. She sniffed back, taking steps away from the door. It was not time to be sentimental, it was time to be logical and... She should not be feeling sad, weak, or lonely she sniffed back the burning tears and reached for her bag, which she hung against her shoulder. She should put a call across to Lina to come be wit
Last Updated : 2025-01-20His Deadly Obession. Chapter 37.
Drystan’s eyes lingered on the peacefully sleeping face of Rosealba, his mind constantly straying to the image of her wobbling self against his chest and the gentle crack of her words when she spoke about home. His muscles pinched at the image of her teary eyes and he trailed his knuckles down her soft cheeks, struggling to swallow down the guilt that dug its claws against his heart. A tiny part of him felt like a failure— a word that had never existed in the same sentence that carried his name— but the tiny little guilt squashed its claws at him, reminding him of many more battles of protection that were yet to come yet he was failing already. The thoughts of it had his jaws tightening, his pulse thudding rapidly against his ribcage. He should have protected her. He should have been there before the fire and saved her certificate and other essentials and also comforted her body soul and heart from slipping into worries. It was the most vulnerable she had been with him and somethin
Last Updated : 2025-01-21His Deadly Obession. CHAPTER 38.
“Here,” Drystan said, presenting Rosealba with the glass of juice and saving her from the embarrassment her hungry eyes had caused. She never thought she would ever be jealous of clothes but there she was ogling at clothes and wishing they didn't exist. Rosealba wore a smile, taking the glass from his hand. “Thank you.” She mouthed as she took the glasses to her lips, lowering her mouth to feel the glass against her lips before sipping never-ending the juice to quench the words that rose above her throat. Her eyes lingered through his body through the transparency of the glass. Wasn't it weird that her house, car, and the entire thing she worked on since her arrival to Italy got burnt and she just finished bawling her eyes out some hour ago only to desire to do something nasty with the man that came to save her? “The cup is empty, sunshine. Do you need more?” Rosealba jolted, pulling the cup away from her mouth. She wished the floor could open and swallow her because Drystan
Last Updated : 2025-01-22His Deadly Obession. CHAPTER 39.
The moment Drystan stepped out of his room, he knew he had to slump somewhere and stroke this thirst out of his hungry cock or, he would be in his room in the twinkle of an eye, choking and slamming into Rosealba from behind. He didn't trust himself to stay in any room close to her or he would find himself running back to his room to fill her up and fuck her like he had never done to any woman before. His study had been the best place his mind blended to and he had walked hastily down there like he never did before. The moment Drystan got to his study room, he crashed into the black couch behind his big table, pulling his shirt across the room before a second could intervene and his cock bulged. Drystan breath hitched as he did away with his belt, pulling his brief down before another second could slice in. His cock bounced out, hard and veiny, it stretched smearing with precum. Drystan’s chest rosed, his breath uneven as the image of Rosealba licking on his precum spl
Last Updated : 2025-01-23His Deadly Obession. CHAPTER 40.
Drystan noticed the stiffness of her body and a knowing smile crept his lips. His eyes lingered on her body longer than a minute, noticing her failed attempt to turn to him. He brushed a finger at the bream of his nose, smiling inwardly at her mischief. Never had his guts ever lied to him. Her shadow, a reflection of a curvy captivating blonde at 5’7 feet had been enough for him to put everything together but he had still denied it willing to confirm his suspicions before announcing his heart a winner for always being right and, walking back here to meet her hooked against the bed still in her previous clothe spelled everything to him. He wasn't surprised, but there was a feeling of amusement that clogged him—he felt like he had discovered a dirty little secret about a lady whose appearance speaks nothing but Innocent. She sure as hell was one huge mischief guarding under the shelter of innocence and he had never been this curious to uncover something hidden. Drystan walked closer
Last Updated : 2025-01-24His Deadly Obession. CHAPTER 41.
Drystan eyes glimmered with sparkles than they had in previous days. His tongue moved gently against his lower lips as he savored the sight of Rosealba’s succulent ass like it was his first sight of the beauty that befell him. “You are beautiful,” Drystan whispered, unable to tam the word from spilling out of his mouth. Rosealba’s thighs tightened and her cheeks burned into a blush. Her heart fluttered at the soothing compliment he rendered admist the moment of heat. Rosealba swallowed the void of shame down her throat as want and desire crawled through her, leaving her to banter with the complex needs of her body. She could feel his gaze burning through her ass like vengeful flames and she wished those flames would realistically burn her clothes off and leave her bare and naked to his gaze. Drystan moved her hair backward, his fingers grazing her neck in the act. Rosealba’s pussy tightened and her shoulder trembled softly from the gentle and deliberate graze of his fingers. Anti
Last Updated : 2025-01-26His Deadly Obession. CHAPTER 42.
Rosealba’s eyes prickled and tears stung her eyes both from pleasure and pain. “Why did you follow me?” Drystan voice raw and raspy commanded truth that should not be negotiated, but she was Rosealba who desired more than just a spank. She wasn’t this much of a bad girl, but anything from Drystsn excited her and left the room for Yern. Rosealba sucked in some breath, her stomach curling in pleasure. “I… I didn't follow you.” “I bet,” Drystan whispered against her ear, landing another smack on her ass cheeks.Rosealba’s walls tightened and she clutched onto the walls. “Fuck!!!…” Her voice rumbled as much as her body. Her pussy throbbed, burning with the need to be filled by his pressing cock. Drystan rubbed gently on the spot he had spanked to ease the burning ache, taking that moment to admire the roundness of her ass. Soft, fleshy, and… damn! He swallowed “I’d never known you enjoy games, sunshine. But guess what?” His unspoken words lingered, filling the air with anticipation.
Last Updated : 2025-01-26His Deadly Obession. PROLOGUE.
WARNING! This is a Mafia erotic content and this book contains violence as much as it contains BDSM. There is so much WAR, LOVE, HATE and OBSESSION. The Male lead is an extremist. Kills without remorse, and of course love without boundaries( Just the female lead.) This book is not for readers younger than 18. Drystan presence screamed power, darkness, and danger as he leaned against his black Audi A7l with folded arms, waiting for Rosealba at the front of her office. It was something he had never done in his life. He never had to wait for anyone, never. He was Italy's most feared, he gave orders and they were carried out in micros seconds, but with her, there was a slithering desire to see, to feel, and to hold dearly. Since the day his eyes crossed her direction, he had been a different person. His darkness that didn't have limitations was suddenly limited to her. He found himself always at her flower store, like a homeless being, craving and yearning for her presence. Just
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Rosealba’s eyes prickled and tears stung her eyes both from pleasure and pain. “Why did you follow me?” Drystan voice raw and raspy commanded truth that should not be negotiated, but she was Rosealba who desired more than just a spank. She wasn’t this much of a bad girl, but anything from Drystsn excited her and left the room for Yern. Rosealba sucked in some breath, her stomach curling in pleasure. “I… I didn't follow you.” “I bet,” Drystan whispered against her ear, landing another smack on her ass cheeks.Rosealba’s walls tightened and she clutched onto the walls. “Fuck!!!…” Her voice rumbled as much as her body. Her pussy throbbed, burning with the need to be filled by his pressing cock. Drystan rubbed gently on the spot he had spanked to ease the burning ache, taking that moment to admire the roundness of her ass. Soft, fleshy, and… damn! He swallowed “I’d never known you enjoy games, sunshine. But guess what?” His unspoken words lingered, filling the air with anticipation.
His Deadly Obession. CHAPTER 41.
Drystan eyes glimmered with sparkles than they had in previous days. His tongue moved gently against his lower lips as he savored the sight of Rosealba’s succulent ass like it was his first sight of the beauty that befell him. “You are beautiful,” Drystan whispered, unable to tam the word from spilling out of his mouth. Rosealba’s thighs tightened and her cheeks burned into a blush. Her heart fluttered at the soothing compliment he rendered admist the moment of heat. Rosealba swallowed the void of shame down her throat as want and desire crawled through her, leaving her to banter with the complex needs of her body. She could feel his gaze burning through her ass like vengeful flames and she wished those flames would realistically burn her clothes off and leave her bare and naked to his gaze. Drystan moved her hair backward, his fingers grazing her neck in the act. Rosealba’s pussy tightened and her shoulder trembled softly from the gentle and deliberate graze of his fingers. Anti
His Deadly Obession. CHAPTER 40.
Drystan noticed the stiffness of her body and a knowing smile crept his lips. His eyes lingered on her body longer than a minute, noticing her failed attempt to turn to him. He brushed a finger at the bream of his nose, smiling inwardly at her mischief. Never had his guts ever lied to him. Her shadow, a reflection of a curvy captivating blonde at 5’7 feet had been enough for him to put everything together but he had still denied it willing to confirm his suspicions before announcing his heart a winner for always being right and, walking back here to meet her hooked against the bed still in her previous clothe spelled everything to him. He wasn't surprised, but there was a feeling of amusement that clogged him—he felt like he had discovered a dirty little secret about a lady whose appearance speaks nothing but Innocent. She sure as hell was one huge mischief guarding under the shelter of innocence and he had never been this curious to uncover something hidden. Drystan walked closer
His Deadly Obession. CHAPTER 39.
The moment Drystan stepped out of his room, he knew he had to slump somewhere and stroke this thirst out of his hungry cock or, he would be in his room in the twinkle of an eye, choking and slamming into Rosealba from behind. He didn't trust himself to stay in any room close to her or he would find himself running back to his room to fill her up and fuck her like he had never done to any woman before. His study had been the best place his mind blended to and he had walked hastily down there like he never did before. The moment Drystan got to his study room, he crashed into the black couch behind his big table, pulling his shirt across the room before a second could intervene and his cock bulged. Drystan breath hitched as he did away with his belt, pulling his brief down before another second could slice in. His cock bounced out, hard and veiny, it stretched smearing with precum. Drystan’s chest rosed, his breath uneven as the image of Rosealba licking on his precum spl
His Deadly Obession. CHAPTER 38.
“Here,” Drystan said, presenting Rosealba with the glass of juice and saving her from the embarrassment her hungry eyes had caused. She never thought she would ever be jealous of clothes but there she was ogling at clothes and wishing they didn't exist. Rosealba wore a smile, taking the glass from his hand. “Thank you.” She mouthed as she took the glasses to her lips, lowering her mouth to feel the glass against her lips before sipping never-ending the juice to quench the words that rose above her throat. Her eyes lingered through his body through the transparency of the glass. Wasn't it weird that her house, car, and the entire thing she worked on since her arrival to Italy got burnt and she just finished bawling her eyes out some hour ago only to desire to do something nasty with the man that came to save her? “The cup is empty, sunshine. Do you need more?” Rosealba jolted, pulling the cup away from her mouth. She wished the floor could open and swallow her because Drystan
His Deadly Obession. Chapter 37.
Drystan’s eyes lingered on the peacefully sleeping face of Rosealba, his mind constantly straying to the image of her wobbling self against his chest and the gentle crack of her words when she spoke about home. His muscles pinched at the image of her teary eyes and he trailed his knuckles down her soft cheeks, struggling to swallow down the guilt that dug its claws against his heart. A tiny part of him felt like a failure— a word that had never existed in the same sentence that carried his name— but the tiny little guilt squashed its claws at him, reminding him of many more battles of protection that were yet to come yet he was failing already. The thoughts of it had his jaws tightening, his pulse thudding rapidly against his ribcage. He should have protected her. He should have been there before the fire and saved her certificate and other essentials and also comforted her body soul and heart from slipping into worries. It was the most vulnerable she had been with him and somethin
His Deadly Obession. CHAPTER 36.
Rosealba took a step back, trying to steady herself from falling. Her leg wobbled and the distance her movement gave the burning house fastened by a fraction of an inch. With lips parted and eyes that held water as much as that of an ocean, she struggled to calculate. First, her light was turned off and second, the door to her house was opened, she… she had not even been at home since the day she went to the club with Lina. If the house wanted to burn on its own, she would have been back to meet perks of aches and not a burning house— someone was behind this. The thought of someone trying to kill her sent scorching terror across her veins and her heart panged in her chest. She sniffed back, taking steps away from the door. It was not time to be sentimental, it was time to be logical and... She should not be feeling sad, weak, or lonely she sniffed back the burning tears and reached for her bag, which she hung against her shoulder. She should put a call across to Lina to come be wit
His Deadly Obession. CHAPTER 35.
Lowel’s pace fastened as he walked around the room clearly meditating.Stephanie sat on the black couch, her right leg crossed over the left as she leaned her back into the chair, filing her nails and chewing ever so nonchalantly. “I knew that Rosealba girl was up to no good. Such a witch.” She spat in disgust, still filing he nails.Lowel's grip against his forehead tightened as he tried to distract himself from the disturbing words of Stephane, grimacing with nagging thoughts of what next to do. At the moment it was not about talks. He needed to profound solution on how to get Rosealba back or he would be doomed. “I can not believe she was never a blond….”“Shut up!” Lowel snapped. “Just. Shut. Up.” he spelled out underneath his gritted teeth. Stephnie flinched, her filer falling off her hand. She stared at Lowel, but his eyes were gleaming with rage. She opened her mouth to say something but they closed back because he had nothing to offer. “This is not the time to Yap and Yap
His Deadly Obession. CHAPTER 34.
Rosealba sat on the kingside bed, her cheeks stretching as she read the romance book that created the thoughts of Drystan in her head. He had asked her to stay here, In his room till he returned and she was really good at abiding by rules. Her lips twitched into a smile as she read a few interesting lines, the thoughts of Drystan spewing into her head. Her phone buzzed, vibrating against the bed. She grabbed the phone from the bed, too engrossed in each line of the book to glance at her phone. She pressed the side button before taking the phone to her ear. “Hello.” The receiver from the other ear spoke and Rosealba froze at the familiarity of the caller’s tone. She pulled the phone back from her ear to get a glimpse at who the caller could be, but the number was from an unknown source. For a second Rosealb had thought that it was Lowel. She shrugged her shoulder off, bringing the phone back to her ear. “Hello. Who am I speaking to?” Rosealba replied calmly and the line went si
