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The Mafia's Little Obsession Chapter 12: "Who Is This?"
Elena's Point Of ViewThe house was quiet, unnervingly so. Time seemed to crawl as I sat on the edge of my bed, staring out of the window at the expansive estate that now served as my gilded prison. The sun was shining brightly, a stark contrast to the shadow that loomed over my life. "Married to a monster." The thought alone sent a shiver down my spine, but I refused to wallow in fear.Enough was enough. I wasn’t going to let him break me, not without a fight. The defiance simmering in my veins pushed me to my feet. If I was going to be trapped here, I might as well get familiar with the territory. This wasn’t just his home; it was mine now too, whether he liked it or not.I quickly changed into a pair of comfortable jeans and a loose blouse, something simple enough to move in but not entirely devoid of style. With a deep breath, I stepped out of my room, scanning the long corridor. The air was cool, the kind of temperature that seeped into your bones.I turned to the right, curiosit
Last Updated : 2024-12-11The Mafia's Little Obsession Chapter 13: "She's Stunning
Nicholas’s Point Of ViewThe moment the door opened, I felt my breath catch. There she stood, a vision in crimson, the fabric hugging her curves as if it were molded for her. For a fleeting moment, I allowed myself to admire her, the way her hair cascaded over her shoulders, the faint glint of irritation mixed with admiration in her eyes only added to her allure. Then, as if to remind me of the game we were playing, the darker part of my mind took over. I imagined tearing that dress off her, exposing the fire I knew she hid beneath that defiant exterior.But her voice brought me back to reality, sharp and clipped as she descended the stairs. “Can we go?” she asked, her tone indifferent, as if she were already bored of my presence.I adjusted my suit and stood up from the couch I sat on. “After you,” I said coolly, gesturing for her to lead.She swept past me, the hem of her gown brushing against my leg like a taunt. We walked in silence to the car, her chin held high, her back straigh
Last Updated : 2024-12-17The Mafia's Little Obsession Chapter 14: A Lesson Well Learnt
Elena's Point Of ViewThe ride home was suffocatingly silent. I pressed my forehead against the cool glass of the car window, the blur of streetlights sliding past like streaks of gold. My hands balled into fists on my lap, nails biting into my palms as I tried to focus on the passing scenery and not the man beside me. Nicholas radiated anger, his jaw clenched so tightly I thought his teeth might crack. The tension in the car was unbearable, like the air had been sucked out, leaving behind an oppressive vacuum. I knew tonight wasn’t over, not by a long shot.This was going to be one hell of a ride.The tires crunched against the gravel of the driveway as we pulled up to the mansion. Nicholas got out without a word, the slam of the car door echoing like a gunshot in the still night. I barely had a chance to unbuckle my seatbelt before he appeared on my side, yanking the door open.“Get out,” he growled, his voice low and lethal.I stared at him defiantly for a moment, refusing to move,
Last Updated : 2024-12-17The Mafia's Little Obsession Chapter 15: The Lure of Secrets
Elena's Point Of View The rustle of keys on the iron door startled me awake, dragging me out of a restless, haunted sleep. My body ached from hours spent curled on the hard, cold floor, and my head throbbed as if it had been pounded by a hammer all night. The memories of the previous evening came rushing back, Nicholas’s iron grip on my arm, the panic as the door slammed shut, the suffocating darkness that had swallowed me whole. My breath hitched as I sat up, the stale air of the tiny room pressing down on me like a physical weight.The door creaked open, and the light streaming in was almost blinding. “Miss Elena,” came a soft voice. I squinted up to see Elizabeth, the head maid standing there, her expression a mixture of pity and discomfort. “The master instructed me to let you out.”I didn’t wait for her to say another word. Scrambling to my feet, I pushed past her without so much as a glance, my legs shaking beneath me as I made my way down the hall. My feet carried me on autopi
Last Updated : 2024-12-17The Mafia's Little Obsession Chapter 16: Murdered
Elena's Point Of ViewTwo months. Two soul-crushing, mind-numbing months in Nicholas’s house, and it felt like I’d aged years.The mornings blurred into nights, the days indistinguishable from each other. I avoided him like the plague, hiding in my room when I heard the heavy thud of his boots in the hallway, slipping out only when I was sure he was gone. The four walls of my so-called “room” had become my prison, suffocating and unrelenting.But my mind? My mind refused to stay caged.That date, 25/12/2014 had become an obsession. It haunted me in the quiet hours, whispered in the corners of my dreams, and gnawed at my thoughts every waking moment. What did it mean? The painting had to be important, but Nicholas’s cold rage that night had shut me down before I could uncover anything.I sat at the small desk by the window, staring blankly at the outside world as the voice of Elizabeth, the head maid echoed in my head.“It would be better if you don’t go snooping around the master’s pr
Last Updated : 2024-12-17The Mafia's Little Obsession Chapter 17: "You Owe Me That Much"
Nicholas's Point Of ViewThe room reeked of authority, mahogany furniture, muted light from the chandelier, and the faint scent of leather and ink. This was my sanctuary, the nerve center of my empire, where deals were struck, wars were planned, and lives were decided.Sitting behind the massive desk, I adjusted the earpiece in my ear and leaned back in my chair. The cold surface of my Glock brushed against my hand as it rested on the desk, a silent reminder of the world I ruled. Across from me, Alejandro stood, his expression stoic but his sharp eyes never missing a thing.“Mr. De Luca,” the voice on the conference line crackled with a mix of hesitation and greed. It belonged to Jason Smirnov, a known black-market investor notorious for brokering weapons deals. “The shipment is impressive. High-grade firearms like these… they’ll fetch a premium in Eastern Europe. But the price you’re asking? It’s steep.”I allowed a brief silence to stretch, the kind that made men sweat. “And yet, yo
Last Updated : 2024-12-17The Mafia's Little Obsession Chapter 18: "Or Was It You"
Elena's Point Of ViewThe dining room was unnervingly quiet, except for the rhythmic clinking of Nicholas’s silverware against his plate. I kept my head low, pretending to focus on my omelet, though my mind was far from the plate before me. Across the table, Nicholas sat like a marble statue, rigid, cold, unreadable. His dark eyes skimmed over the newspaper in his hand, every so often lifting to glance at his phone.I needed to ask him. No, I had to. The words from the report were etched into my brain, each one a dagger twisting deeper into my gut: “From the investigation, it is declared that the deaths of Emilio Torres and his wife Bethany Torres was a deliberate murder.”Who would want my parents dead? My father was a saint in every sense of the word, a man who dedicated his life to helping others through his shelters and foundations. He was the kind of man who went out of his way to make life better for the less fortunate. And my mother, Bethany, was his perfect partner in every wa
Last Updated : 2024-12-17The Mafia's Little Obsession Chapter 19: Scarred By Loss
Elena's Point Of ViewI woke to a blinding throb in my skull, as if a mallet was pounding relentlessly against my temples. Groaning, I pressed my palms to my forehead and struggled to sit up. The room tilted slightly before righting itself, and the events of the previous day came rushing back in a whirlwind of chaos and anger. Nicholas’s furious eyes burned in my memory, his rage palpable as he towered over me in his study. The files, the damning signatures, the horrific truths, every detail played on a loop in my mind. Nesa Caistro. The Ghost. D’Angelo.“What the hell does it all mean?” I whispered into the stillness of the room. My parents’ murder, the sinister revelations about my father’s foundations, and Nicholas’s connection to it all, it was a puzzle with missing pieces, but I was determined to solve it. My thoughts were interrupted by the soft creak of the door opening.Nicholas strolled in, impeccably dressed as always, carrying a tray with a steaming bowl. His expression was
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The Mafia's Little Obsession Chapter 53: A Deadly Warning
Elena’s Point Of View The chilled morning air bit at my skin as I wandered down the empty path leading from Nicholas’s estate. Each step felt heavier than the last, my thoughts spinning in endless circles. The world I had willingly stepped into, for love or madness, was far darker than I had imagined.The image of Alejandro rushing down the hallway replayed in my mind, paired with the fragmented pieces of the conversation I had overheard. "The Castillos are back. Elena is the key." Those words had rooted themselves deep in my chest, suffocating every breath I tried to take.I needed air, space to think and clear my mind But even as I walked, my unease grew. The quiet was too absolute, too unnatural.The sound of footsteps behind me made me pause. My heart stuttered, and I spun around, but the path was empty."Get it together, Elena, stop hallucinating for pits sake!" I muttered under my breath, forcing myself to keep walking.A few more steps, and then it happened so fast, a hand cla
The Mafia's Little Obsession Chapter 52: Betrayed
Nicholas’s Point Of ViewThe room smelled of blood and sweat, a sickening combination that clung to my skin as I leaned against the cold metal table. The man before me, tied to a chair, was a trembling mess. His face was swollen, his lip split, and his breathing shallow. Yet, he refused to talk.I gripped the edge of the table, my knuckles turning white as I fought to keep my temper in check. “You’ve got one last chance,” I growled, my voice low and deadly. “Who were you working for, what have you been feeding them about me and what do they plan to do ?”The mole spat blood onto the floor, his defiance almost admirable if it weren’t so fucking infuriating. “You’re already finished,” he rasped, a twisted smile tugging at his lips. “The Castillos know everything there is to know about you. Your empire? It’s crumbling, and there’s nothing you can do to stop it.”I slammed my fist into the table, the sound reverberating through the room. “Wrong answer,” I hissed. Grabbing the knife from t
The Mafia's Little Obsession Chapter 51: Whispers of Danger
Elena’s Point Of ViewI woke up to the rhythmic rise and fall of Nicholas’s chest beneath my cheek, his arms wrapped protectively around me like a cocoon. For a fleeting moment, the world felt distant, a faint echo beyond the safety of his embrace. He looked peaceful in his sleep, a stark contrast to the man who commanded an empire with sharp words and colder actions.I traced the faint scar on his jaw with my finger, wondering about the stories he’d never told me. How many battles had he fought, both physical and emotional to get to this moment? A smile crept onto my lips as I imagined waking up like this every day. Maybe, just maybe, this could work.Not wanting to wake him, I slipped out of bed, the cool floor beneath my feet grounding me. I decided to surprise him with breakfast, something normal amidst our not-so-normal lives. As I tiptoed down the grand staircase, the scents of coffee and sizzling bacon wafted through the air.The kitchen staff was already at it, bustling like a
The Mafia's Little Obsession Chapter 50: A Moment of Peace
Nicholas Point Of ViewThe sound of waves crashing against the shore was almost hypnotic. For the first time in what felt like years, there was no noise from the outside world, no phones ringing, no gunshots, no shouted orders or whispered threats. Just the ocean, the breeze, and her.I glanced at Elena, who walked beside me, her bare feet sinking into the soft sand with every step. She looked out at the horizon, where the sun was beginning its slow descent, casting the sky in hues of gold and crimson. She was quiet, her usual fire dimmed by the weight of everything we’d been through lately.She deserved this. A break. A moment of peace.Hell, we both deserved it.“You’re quiet,” I said, breaking the silence.She glanced at me, her lips curving into a faint smile. “Just trying to take it all in. It’s… beautiful here.”I nodded, shoving my hands into my pockets. “It is. I figured we could use a change of scenery.”Her smile widened, but there was something hesitant in her gaze. “And wh
The Mafia's Little Obsession Chapter 49: Cracks in the Armor
Elena's Point Of ViewI didn’t know how I had ended up here again, wrapped in Nicholas’s arms for what felt like the millionth time in the past two weeks. His fingers combed through my hair with slow, deliberate strokes, as if the rhythm alone could calm the chaos in my mind. It almost worked. Almost.The soft glow of the bedside lamp cast shadows across the room, highlighting the strong lines of his jaw. I tilted my head slightly to look at him, his face unreadable but serene. My thoughts churned, too loud to ignore, and before I could stop myself, the question escaped my lips.“How did you end up with the Mafia?”The moment the words hung in the air, I felt his body tense beneath me. For a heartbeat, I regretted asking, but I needed to know. I needed to understand.Nicholas’s hand paused in my hair, then resumed its gentle motion. He sighed heavily, his chest rising and falling beneath my cheek. “It’s not a story I like telling,” he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper.“Pleas
The Mafia's Little Obsession Chapter 48: "Memories of The Past"
Elena's Point Of ViewI woke up to the dull throb of a headache pounding behind my temples, and the bright light streaming through the curtains didn’t help. I groaned, pulling the duvet over my head to block out the assaulting rays of sunlight. But then it hit me, the pillow under my head wasn’t soft. It was warm and… breathing.My eyes shot open, and I froze. I was sprawled across Nicholas’s chest. His bare, hard chest.“Shit,” I whispered under my breath, the memories of last night slamming into me like a freight train. The wine. The laughter. The kiss. My cheeks burned as I pieced it all together.Carefully, I shifted to sit up, clutching the duvet tightly around me. The realization that I was naked under it sent another wave of embarrassment crashing over me. How the hell had this happened?Just as I was about to slip out quietly, an arm snaked around my waist, pulling me back.“And where do you think you’re going?” Nicholas’s deep, husky morning voice stopped me dead in my tracks
The Mafia's Little Obsession Chapter 47: Unexpected
Elena's Point Of ViewThe day started with a surprise, a rare one from Nicholas. “You have a spa appointment,” he said over breakfast, his tone casual yet firm, as if it wasn’t up for discussion.I raised an eyebrow, setting down my fork. “A spa appointment? Since when do you care about that?”He smirked, leaning back in his chair. “Since now. Just go, Elena. Trust me for once.”The word trust lingered between us like an unwelcome guest. Trust wasn’t something Nicholas and I shared. Still, I had no fight left in me today, so I went.I sat in the spa, letting the therapists work their magic. The soft hum of music, the soothing scents of lavender and eucalyptus, and the gentle hands kneading the tension out of my shoulders should have relaxed me, but my mind was elsewhere. Nicholas De Luca didn’t do nice. He didn’t do thoughtful."What was his angle?"I mulled over it as the spa attendants wrapped my face in a cooling mask. Maybe he felt guilty for his constant coldness. Or maybe this w
The Mafia's Little Obsession Chapter 46: Realization
Nicholas’s Point Of ViewThe rain tapped against the windows like a restless intruder. I sat in my study, staring blankly at my open laptop, its screen glowing with data I couldn’t be bothered to read. The silence in the house was deafening, broken only by the distant sound of Elena’s soft sobs, muffled behind her bedroom door. It had been days since she last spoke to me. Days of walking on eggshells and pretending that everything was fine when it was anything but.The knock at my door was a welcome distraction, though I didn’t show it. “Come in,” I called out, my voice sharper than I intended.Alejandro stepped in, his tall frame casual yet composed, as always. “Boss, do you have a moment?”I nodded, gesturing for him to take a seat.“I got the new device you asked me to get for Mrs. De Luca,” he said, pulling a sleek black phone from his jacket pocket. “Also, I’ve installed a tracking device for you to know where she is at all times.”I didn’t respond immediately. My gaze drifted to
The Mafia's Little Obsession Chapter 45: Doubts
Elena’s Point Of ViewNicholas’s voice echoed from the kitchen as I stood by the window, staring blankly at the overcast sky. “Elena, you’re not helping yourself by staying in,” he said, his tone carrying that frustrating mix of impatience and forced concern. I clenched my fists, my nails biting into my palms. Every word from his mouth felt like a whip, scraping against my already raw nerves. He didn’t get it. He couldn’t.I turned slowly, meeting his gaze as he walked into the room. “I’m not going to work today Nicholas, I need time,” I said, my voice trembling with restrained anger.Nicholas paused, his brow furrowing. “You’ve missed enough days already. Avoiding work isn’t going to help us find the real murderers, Elena.”His words struck a nerve, and I felt something in me snap. “Don’t you dare tell me how to grieve my parents!” My voice was louder than I intended, but I didn’t care. “You think I’m just going to waltz into the office and pretend everything’s fine after all I found
