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2025-01-09 17:33:58
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The Mafia Don's obsession 25|I don’t think they’re the ones who need saving here.
Alexander pov “Alexander,” Daniel began, his voice calm but laced with a hint of frustration. “Let’s just say I understand that you placed a GPS on your son’s clothes because I know that you're screwed in the head, or the fact that you’re mobilizing dozens of your men in different cars behind us just to go to an amusement park. But what I don’t understand is why you feel the need to drag me along. Frankly, I can’t wrap my head around it, what do I have to do with this?.” I didn't reply, my eyes closing as I brushed him off, my fingers drumming faster against the seat as different thoughts clouded my mind at once. My son was missing again, and this time, he was with that girl– Valentina. Had she kidnapped him, or had they been taken together? To be honest, I couldn't care less about what happened to her . The only thing that mattered to me right now was Felix. I had to find him, no matter what. Earlier, when Sebastian had barged in to report that Valentina and Felix had gone m
Huling Na-update : 2025-01-11The Mafia Don's obsession 26| Fuck, we've been found already?!
When did it all begin? Oh, it started when Felix slapped the kid without hesitation. The kid stood frozen in shock, unable to process what had just happened. Before anyone could react, Felix raised his hand and slapped him again. You'd think a five-year-old wouldn’t be able to do much damage to a ten-year-old, right? Wrong. The cheek Felix struck turned bright red almost instantly, and the boy’s shock quickly transformed into tears as he began to cry. But Felix? He sneered, his hand rising once more, ready to strike again. That’s when I snapped out of my shock and quickly pulled him away before things could escalate further. Now, to cut a long story short, the kid’s mother wasn’t exactly pleased with what had happened, and before I knew it, the situation escalated into a ridiculous tug-of-war— both of us were yanking at each other’s hair and yelling. At first, I was concerned about Felix, especially when the kid lunged at him too, but Felix easily tackled him to the ground and sta
Huling Na-update : 2025-01-12The Mafia Don's obsession 27|He is a monster.
Valentina pov “Open your eyes,” Alexander commanded, his hand gripping my chin roughly, forcefully lifting it upward to meet his gaze. I shook my head, my lips trembling as I refused to open my eyes to watch the scene before me. No, I couldn't bear to watch it. “I won’t repeat myself,” Alexander’s voice dropped into a low whisper as he closed the distance between us, his body pressing against mine, pushing me harder into the wall. “I said, open your eyes and look at me.” His breath brushed against my lips as he spoke, sending a shiver down my spine. I hesitated for a moment before finally forcing my eyes open, my gaze locking onto his intense gray eyes—eyes that resembled that of a monster. Scratch that. He is a monster. “Good girl. Wasn’t that difficult, was it?” Alexander’s lips curled into a cold, calculating smirk as he gazed down at me. My eyes instinctively flickered behind him, briefly locking onto the lifeless body inches away from where we stood. I couldn’t help bu
Huling Na-update : 2025-01-14The Mafia Don's obsession 28|Sit and watch
Alexander pov“What are we doing here?” she asked, her voice trembling slightly as I dragged her down to the basement. Her steps faltered for a brief moment, her gaze locking onto the unconscious man tied to a chair, his head slumped forward.She let out a startled gasp as recognition dawned on her—the man tied to the chair was the one from the amusement park, the one who had dared to almost lay his hands on her.“You’ll see soon enough,” I said in a low, controlled voice, dragging her toward the empty chair directly in front of the bastard. Without giving her a choice, I forced her to sit down.“Sit, and under no circumstances must you move or look away. Do you understand?” I leaned in, my breath brushing against her ear. “Disobey my words, and I will swear I would be more brutal” She closed her eyes at the sensation, her body tensing as if she wanted to shrink away but dared not to move.After the scene in the car earlier, the way she looked at me changed. No longer was it the shy
Huling Na-update : 2025-01-15The Mafia Don's obsession 29|I was going to die because of ramen.
Valentina pov “Madam, you need to eat something, or you’re going to get sick,” Martha said, her voice laced with concern. “Yes, madam, you have to eat. You haven’t eaten properly in a day. You need to eat something or else you are going to be weak,” Sebastian added, adjusting his glasses nervously, while Daniel muttered a curse under his breath. “Look what that bastard has done. He’s terrified the poor girl.” He wasn’t wrong. Why wouldn’t I be terrified? I had just witnessed a murder—a brutal one at that. What the hell was going on? How could everyone be so composed, as if that monster hadn’t just taken a life so effortlessly? After what happened yesterday, I hadn’t slept a wink. Every time I closed my eyes, the image of the bloodied body would appear, forcing me to wake up gasping for air. How could he kill so easily? I thought Alexander worked for the government, so… Felix’s tap on my shoulder broke my thoughts. I turned my gaze toward him, weakly, and saw him holding out a
Huling Na-update : 2025-01-15The Mafia Don's obsession 30|So annoying.
Alexander povI couldn’t sleep.With a frustrated sigh, I sat up, reaching for the pack of cigarettes and lighter on the desk. I needed something—anything—to stop the thoughts clouding my mind. But no matter how many drags I took, the gnawing feeling wouldn’t go away.What the hell was this? Guilt? No, it couldn’t be. I was Alexander Knight—cold, ruthless, and immune to such pathetic emotions. Or so I thought.Running a hand through my hair, I exhaled sharply before flicking the cigarette into the ashtray. Smoking wasn’t cutting it. I needed something stronger. A drink. If a cigarette couldn’t do the job, then a bottle of whiskey sure as hell would.I walked out of the room, brushing a few stray strands of hair from my face. Before I realized it, my eyes drifted toward her door, and I frowned. Shoving my hands into my pockets, I walked past it, my expression unchanging.After yesterday's events, I had shut everyone out—especially that fool, Daniel, who had plenty to say about how ruth
Huling Na-update : 2025-01-16The Mafia Don's obsession 31|I’m sorry for what he did to you
Alexander. What was I doing here? No matter how many times I asked myself that question, I couldn’t come up with an answer. I had retreated to my room, determined to block out that insufferable nuisance and force myself to rest. Yet, somehow, my body had betrayed me. Before I even realized it, I had wandered here, my steps carrying me down the hall without reason or logic. And when I finally became aware of where I was, I didn’t stop. I just kept walking. Now, I stood at the entrance of the kitchen, staring at what could only be described as the most ridiculous scene of my life. “Well, good for you! I guess you moved on really easily. You found a new girl, and it only took a couple of weeks! Remember when you said that you wanted to give me the world?” Valentina stood on the stool, eyes closed and chopsticks clutched tightly in her hand as she sang the lyrics at the top of her lungs, one hand dramatically pressed against her chest as though she were performing on a grand stage
Huling Na-update : 2025-01-17The Mafia Don's obsession 32|As though she was an entirely different person.
Valentina pov I closed my eyes and squeezed my face as the maids carefully applied makeup, their hands swift and practiced. "Madam, please relax and refrain from furrowing your brows," Martha said, her voice stern, and I could practically feel the weight of her gaze drilling into me. I sighed in frustration, my body already stiff and sore from all the sitting around. How long does it take to apply makeup? It had already been two hours when Martha and a number of maids barged into the room, forced me into the shower, dressed me in a form-fitting gown, and now this. When I asked why she was dressing me as though I were attending a royal ball, she replied calmly, “Madam, it is for an upcoming event you will be attending with Master this evening.” Her tone was firm but professional as she added, “You must look your best, as today will mark the first time you present yourself to the world after your accident.” I was shocked when she said that— because honestly, how could she wak
Huling Na-update : 2025-01-18
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The Mafia Don's obsession 89|She is hurt
Valentina pov A tear slipped down my cheek just as Alexander's hand cradled the back of my head and he kissed me. His lips were rough and intense against mine, stealing a whimper from me and granting him access to my mouth. I closed my eyes and kissed him back, my body responding on its own, as though it didn’t belong to me. But why was I crying? Why did this ache in my chest feel so suffocating? It left me breathless. And the nightmare— why was it blurry and most of all, why did it feel more like a distant memory than a dream? A gasp escaped me as Alexander’s other hand slid to my waist, gently pushing me down onto the bed. His lips moved in perfect sync with mine, a low groan rumbling from his throat as he climbed over me, one hand cupping my chin to tilt my head up as we kissed. It hurt. A shiver coursed through my spine when Alaric leaned away from my lips, his mouth trailing down to my neck, pressing hot kisses along my skin until he reached my collarbone. He placed a k
The Mafia Don's obsession 87|An ache in my chest.
Alexander pov She hadn’t woken up since yesterday, and it had affected me more than I cared to admit. I wasn’t even sure what emotion was clawing at me, was it the frustration over what she had done, throwing herself in front of my mother just as I pulled the trigger? Or was it the worry that came from watching her lie there, pale and still, showing no sign of waking up? “The bullet went through her shoulder. She lost quite a bit of blood, but she should be able to wake up soon,” Daniel said, his expression tired as he removed his glasses, his eyes meeting mine. “So don’t worry and get some rest, Alexander. You haven’t slept since yesterday.” I didn’t say anything for a brief moment, my gaze fixed on Valentina as I leaned back against the wall, hands tucked into my pockets, my expression unreadable. “Where is the kid?” I asked eventually. Daniel sighed for the second time before answering. “He wouldn’t stop crying and kept asking to be with Valentina, so I gave him something m
The Mafia Don's obsession 87|It was Alexander
Valentina pov Two years ago. “Madam, madam,” My eyes slowly fluttered open and I groaned, lifting my head to find Agatha standing in front of me with a sad look and a slight frown etched into her expression. “Agatha…” I murmured, reaching up to rub my tired eyes before glancing around. I was in the dining area, and in front of me sat the food I had cooked with Agatha’s help. Today was Damien’s and my anniversary. It was supposed to be a special day. I had made all of his favorite dishes, hoping to make him happy and maybe spend a little time with him, especially since he’d been so busy these past few months with work that I barely have the time to spend time with him. “Has he arrived?” I asked, a hopeful smile tugging at my lips. When Agatha shook her head, the smile slowly faded from my face. My gaze shifted to the clock, it was already 10 p.m. Two whole hours had passed since we finished cooking, and Damien still hadn’t shown up. My eyes drifted to the food on the table, an
The Mafia Don's obsession 86|He cared.
Alexander pov "And it looks like I didn’t finish the job, Mother,” I said coldly, cocking the gun against her forehead. Her body went rigid, eyes wide with fear as she stared at me. “A-Alexander,” she stammered, stumbling back as if distance could save her. But it was futile. There’s something both of us had forgotten to mention about our twisted relationship. I was never afraid of my mother. She was afraid of me. Despite all her efforts, every calculated move, every twisted game meant to make me cower, I never did. She tried to make me believe my life was in her hands. But the truth? I was far too broken to fear a woman who was all bark and no bite. How should I put it? She was a prey pretending to be a predator. A mouse wearing the mask of a cat. A weak woman hiding behind an illusion she had created. People like that always acted unshakable, like the world couldn’t touch them. But deep down, they were the most fragile. The most helpless. “You said I shot you twice,” I
The Mafia Don's obsession 85|Mother
Valentina pov When did I react? When did I start yanking my mother in law's hair? Well maybe it was the part when she had called Alexander a monster. When she had told me everything she had done to him to ensure his obedience or according to her: To make sure he was the perfect tool to use for her plan. She had said that Alexander was incapable of love and that was why I had hated him so much I couldn’t even bear the sight of him. That Alexander wasn’t meant to be loved, only feared. That he would eventually end up alone, never knowing what it meant to be loved. Maybe that was why I was currently yanking her hair back and forth, clearly catching her off guard. “Let go of my hair! How dare you?! Do you know who I am?!” she screamed, trying to pry my hands away. But I only gripped tighter, pulling harder as she grabbed a fistful of my own hair in retaliation. Pain shot through my scalp, but I wouldn’t let go. “Who gives a damn who you are?!” I snapped. “Take back what you said a
The Mafia Don's obsession 84|They were perfectly fine.
Alexander pov Bang! Bang! Bang! Gunshots. Screams. And then... the soft thud of bodies hitting the ground. Those were the three things I grew up with. The three things I was used to and, oddly enough, the three things that made adrenaline course through my veins. Blood. The sickening sound of knives slicing into flesh. The tears, the terror of someone standing at death's door. These were the things that made me feel alive. It was what shaped me. There's a popular saying: "Monsters aren't born, they're made." But me? I was born and made this way. I still remembered when my therapist first diagnosed me with psychopathic tendencies. He had said, "I'm sorry, Mrs. Knight, but your son shows signs of early stage psychopathy. While it's still developing, he doesn't process emotions the way most people do. I understand that people in your line of work don't flinch at killing, but this is a seven-year-old child. You said he cried when you told him to shoot his dog but didn't hes
The Mafia Don's obsession 83|I needed power.
Warning: Mention of abuse. Valentina pov “So, you’re telling me you don’t remember anything at all?” Sera asked as we sat in her study. After she had questioned who I was and insisted I wasn’t her daughter-in-law, we had moved to her office. Despite my reluctance to leave Felix alone outside, I knew I had to explain everything. Now, sitting across from her, I told her how I had been in a coma for about a month and had lost all my memories. That, at least, might explain why I didn’t recognize her. I nodded my head, a smile tugging at my lips. "I don't remember anything from my past. All I know is that I'm Alexander's wife and Felix's mother." I said, giggling softly as the thought crossed my mind. To be honest, by now, I'd already accepted my role as a wife and mother, and it no longer felt awkward, though it never really had. At first, I had been a little scared because it felt like I was thrust into a life that was unfamiliar. But now… My grin widened as I remembere
The Mafia Don's obsession 82|She is mine to take care of.
Third pov Flashback. "Kill it," the woman dressed in pink ordered, her voice so cold that it instinctively made the boy, Alexander, flinch. Alexander shook his head, tears streaming down his face as he cried harder, begging his mother not to make him do it. He couldn’t understand why she would ask him to kill his dog, his only friend, the only one who had always been there for him. You see, Alexander Knight had always been seen as a cold-hearted, evil child, even when he was young. He had inherited the cold demeanor of his father, Ezra Knight, and was feared by many for the same reasons. Both father and son were calm, collected, and rarely showed any emotion. That was the reason everyone avoided him. Even his twin, Daniel Knight, had always been scared of him. Maybe that was why Alexander had always bullied his much more outgoing twin, the one everyone loved. Perhaps it was his twisted way of seeking attention. But his brother, Daniel, was so terrified of him, he never played w
The Mafia Don's obsession 81|Mother will miss you.
Alexander pov“I can't believe my old man paid you to keep me from returning to Italy! No wonder he asked me to pack all my clothes. ‘A vacation to the US,’ he said. ‘You should spend some time with your uncle and learn a few things, then you can come back home,’ he said and I believed him without knowing he basically sold me out! I should have realized it when he gave me that hug,” Julian ranted, his fingers flying across the keyboard so fast they blurred.My back was against the wall as I stared at him from the other side of the room, my arms crossed, expression cold.It had been five minutes— five long minutes of Julian trying to track Valentina and Felix's whereabouts, and five minutes of this nagging feeling I couldn’t shake.Were they safe? Were they okay? Were they hurt?That was all that had been clouding my mind, and I hated it.I hated that I wasn’t just worried about Felix, but her too. I shouldn’t care about what happened to her. I shouldn’t care about her safety. If she
