All Chapters of THE MAFIA KING'S OBSESSION: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Molly:Merely thinking of everything that has occurred raised a lot of goosebumps on my skin. I couldn't believe Benjamin was gone. This made me remember when I told Farrell I had seen more dead people this year than my whole twenty three years of living, and I didn't mince words.When I was younger it was only the old people that died, and then people started dying from diseases, and accidents. But with Farrell people died almost everyday.While I pondered on the things that had happened, the door to the room was flung open, jolting me back to reality, and in fear. I was scared that it was someone from the rival group, but Farrell walked in with his face scrunched as ever."Pack your bags!" He said to me, and then he walked to the closet, and got out his luggage.He took his clothes, and dumped them into his luggage without bothering to fold them. Does this mean Genevieve was dead? I questioned myself but I couldn't afford to ask him. He said we would leave once they found her."I d

Molly:"Get out of there Pedro. Let's go home," Farrell said, and then he ended the call. We got into the car together while he waited for Pedro. When Pedro arrived we drove off from the hotel. Farrell was cold throughout the drive. He looked like he was very angry, and I was so scared to even speak to him. He barely looked at me. His head was turned towards the window, and he was lost in thought until we got to the airport, boarded the plane and got home.Deep down I blamed myself for all these. I knew it was the Dark Mambas, and maybe if I wasn't foolish, this wouldn't have happened. If I didn't run off that night, I would have been on my vacation, probably tanning under the sun.********The car pulled up to our house in no time. As soon as the car stopped, Farrell got out and marched into the house, while I slowly came out. Pedro took our luggage inside with help of the maids while I walked to my room sadly.When I got to my room, I threw myself on the bed, and sobbed harder. I

Molly:I waited for the call to end, because I was dumbfounded. This was just a case scenario if speak of the devil. But then I was only thinking of her.What bothered me was why she could be possibly calling. I thought that by now she would hate me so much. Taking a deep breath, I waited for her to call again.Just like I expected, my phone began to ring again. I stared at it one more time, then I slid the green phone icon, and I picked the call."Hello,"she said, and then I felt a tear drop from my eyes.It was unbelievable. She was really the one and hearing her voice after a week was nice. I had missed her so much, and I really wanted her back."Hello, Molly," she said again."Paula," I managed to say in a calm voice.I didn't want to sound too excited, because there was a possibility that she didn't miss me at all. Maybe she wanted to speak to Farrell and couldn't get him. It may really not be about me."Hey, I missed you over this past week, and I thought I should call," she sai

Molly:I went through the hallway that led to the back door. Pulling the door open, I saw that there was no security. The universe was finally aligning with me. I ran to the little gate, and the moment I pulled it open, I heard someone yell."You can't do that!" I turned back to see one of the men by the door. Without thinking twice, I ran out, and slammed the metallic gate. Then I ran down the street, and flagged the first taxi down."Move, please!" I yelled as soon as I got in.As soon as the man zoomed off, I saw Farrell's men standing in the street that led outside the house. I sunk back into the taxi. Then I gave the man the address, and he drove to the venue.When I got down, I looked around to be sure that I wasn't followed. I figured it would be difficult for the guards to go back, get a car and still catch up with us.After I paid the man,I walked into the cafe. The moment the bell on the door jingled, Paula looked back at me. A smile formed on her face, and I returned it ba

Farrell:Being angry at Molly was an understatement. It seemed like she was hard of hearing, and no matter how much I tried to protect her, I was always the wrong person.Taking out my phone, I put a call across to an old friend, Lorenzo."What did I do to warrant this special call on a very pleasant afternoon?" He asked, and I forced a short laugh.Lorenzo was a part of my childhood, but we weren't close friends at that time. In fact we were solar opposites. He liked Courtney at one time, and now it totally made sense why it felt like we were at loggerheads. Courtney probably made it known to him that she was in love with me, leaving me out of the whole picture."I need men, Lorenzo," I said immediately, trying to avoid going round in circles."Mmh… Okay," he said dryly."I need them immediately. I would pay for anything, send my jet over to Mexico. Anything you want!" I said.The desperation in my tone was evident no matter how much I tried to hide it. At this point I didn't care if