All Chapters of THE MAFIA KING'S OBSESSION: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Molly:I knew crying wouldn't fix anything, so instead of crying, I lay on my bed waiting for Farrell to return.He returned very late, but then he never came to my room. I slept alone through the whole night until the next day.I was woken up this morning by the sound of my room being unlocked. Opening my eyes, I pushed open my eyes only to see Rose standing in the room with a tray of food in her hand."Your breakfast ma'am," she said to me, and then she kept the food on the table."Let me know if you'll need anything else," she said,and then I shook my head.This was madness, and I feared that Farrell was about to lock me up in this room, but I chose to think otherwise.I walked to the bathroom to freshen up. After brushing, I took a bath, and I wrapped towels around my body after cleaning it. The moment I stepped out, I saw Farrell in my room."I see your food has arrived," he said, and then I looked at him with my brows creased.I knew the next thing he was about to say, and my h

Farrell:I had a lot to drink for the day, and I didn't stop. While I drank I reminisced on my past life, but when the alcohol kicked in, I totally forgot about everything.Getting a little tipsy, I decided to rest, but then my phone rang in the moment. Lazily picking my phone from the table, I saw that Lorenzo was the caller."Hello," I said with a drawl."I think I found something. Meet me at Charlie's Anjels," he said, and he ended the call.Groaning deeply, I pushed myself up from where I sat. I managed to push myself out of the office and to the elevator. Letting Lorenzo see me this drink was something I didn't want. Even though he would try to offer help to me, I didn't want it.I was a one man army, and I could handle my problems without anyone's help, and that was what I was going to do.Finally, I made downstairs. I got into my car, and I drove off immediately.*******The sky was almost dark by the time I got to the bar. When I parked my car and got down, I dipped my hand in

Molly:Sorry has a limit to what it could fix but I wasn't sure Farrell was aware of this. Saying he was sorry, and throwing a lot of cash at me was his defense mechanism."I'm not asking you to just forgive me. I made a mistake last night, I know I should have walked away, but..""But you couldn't help it? You couldn't help being with other women because I will never be enough for you?" I asked with tears streaming down my cheek.He turned around immediately, and he moved in to hold me but I backed away, because I didn't want his hands on my body. He had hurt me so much, and I felt that I was better off without him.It was best he let me go. I know I would regret it because even though it was unhealthy, I really loved this man and I couldn't see myself without him, but then I couldn't keep putting myself in the hands of a man that barely loved me."I love you Molly, and I have said it a million times, and I'm honestly sorry for what I did. You can demand for anything, and I would hav

Molly:When Farrell said those words, I stared at him like he had hit his head, or maybe he was on crack. Where was he moving to? And why can't I be the one to move."What?" I finally asked with my face scrunched up."This house is fully guarded by eight new men, and there are helpers and workers at your beck, and call," he said."And how does that justify you leaving?""Is this a ploy to go back to your mistress? Haven't you had enough?" I asked, and he stared at me with an angry face.I couldn't care less at the moment because all the necessary damages had been done."Will you let me finish, please, before jumping into conclusion?" He asked, and then I sunk into the bed.Waiting for him to finish before I spark up would be the best, so I shut my mouth, and listened."We both know that our lives are in danger, and I can never ever risk your life. I would rather risk mine. This is all my fault, and if I had resisted my urges then this wouldn't have happened. I'm not asking you to for

Farrell:After the session I had with Molly, I got dressed and then I had my luggage taken down to the car. While I was about to get into the car, I looked up to her window to see that she was peeping.A smile spread across my lips, then I got into the back seat, and leaned into the seat, throwing my head backwards.It was my loss, and I wasn't going to sugar coat it. I just hope she will heal after a month, and everything will be back to normal. I just had to keep myself occupied with old letters which hadn't been dispersed, and a month would run by.Pedro hit the road in no time, and I shut my eyes throughout until we got to the airport where my jet was parked. I could have easily gone with the helicopter, but I wanted more room. I needed to ease the stress from my body, and I had barely got rest from the whole alcohol episode.There were men on standby, waiting to receive. While I walked through the air stairs, they took my luggage.When I got in, I sat down on a comfortable seat a