All Chapters of THE MAFIA'S TOXIC OBSESSION : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

GABRIELLE POVGrandfather found out about the deal not pushing through and our cargo getting seized by the authorities. It was all over the news. Illegal weapon trading. Shipment ceased by the cops. They'd lost two of their men- who were decorated as heroes for their service to the country- but they got to stop the illegal distribution of firearms that could have caused more problems to society. They assured the public that they had everything under control and were working towards apprehending the owner of the said cargo and were still carrying out their investigations on the case... they also assured the public that even though those that had been caught refused to talk, they'd make some progress soon. They were going to wait for a very long time because I was sure that those men would never rat us out. They'd rather die than go against me. But that wasn't the real reason I was watching the news. Blake hadn't been reported missing which meant no one suspected that he was missing,

GABRIELLE POV The cup filled up steadily, almost spilling over the edges before Grandfather decided to stop the server. His eyebrows flared, as he fixed me a pointed look. I nodded my thanks, carefully picking up the drink to avoid spilling its contents. I threw it back against my throat, and it burned, scalding my throat as it glided down. I swallowed grimacing as my eyes watered. The server started to refill the cup once I placed it down. It was deliberate. He was acting according to my grandfather's instructions.I repeated the whole process, feeling out of depth as to why he was making me drink. My cup was filled two more times and drank dutifully even when it felt as if my throat was in shreds. Grandfather grinned, a satisfied look on his face as he waved the server away. Did he think I'd had enough? I held his gaze, filled up my glass to the brim, and drank it down all in a go, the burn, was a familiar feeling. His sudden hissed laughter was a surprise, but his eyes did not

GABRIELLE POVGetting cut off, and being forced to watch my back didn't bother me as much as I thought it would, not that I could concentrate on anything other than Blake Moreno anyway, so there was that. I'd left him to the whims of my men, all because I didn't anticipate Grandfather would make such a sudden move. I knew Blake was strong but I wasn't sure to what extent his strength lay... I should have gone to him sooner, but with the hit on my back, things had gotten a lot strained. The weather sucked and I felt agitated all through the drive. I was also being extra careful to avoid being trailed. The last thing I needed was for my grandfather to find out where I was keeping Blake. If there was any reason he wanted the cop dead, I was going to find out. Grandfather thought he had me trapped but he was dead wrong and I was going to show him. Getting to the safe house in the woods took much longer than I timed but I was a hundred percent certain that I had not been followed. I g

BLAKE MORENO POVDays passed, and I became desperate. It was pathetic but I knew now that Gabrielle was right about everything she said. With the way things were going, it wouldn't take much for me to fall for her again. For starters I'd come to need her presence and was starting to get addicted to her daily routine- since she was the only one who spoke to me, cleaned me up, and dressed my wounds. She visited me for just an hour each day, she took care of my feeding- after we fought about it, because I had my own hands and could eat my meals myself! But one thing about Gabrielle was that she always got her way. No matter how much I whined, complained, reasoned, or begged, she did whatever she wanted. It was like my tantrums as she'd come to term them amused her to no end. She took pleasure in riling me up, and unconsciously, I'd come to crave those visits. I found myself always watching the time imploringly and counting the minutes until she'd come into my room. She'd also started

GABRIELLE POVI decided to go off the radar... but it wasn't because I wanted to, it was because of the bounty grandfather had placed on my head- turns out I had more enemies than I thought I did. I'd gotten into a heated argument with one of my clients at the casino, he didn't want to keep doing business because he'd heard of the power switch in the Genovese empire. It was all a ploy by the man of course, and I'd been so distracted that I only managed to dodge the blade aimed for my kidney just a second before it hit. I'd gotten a slashed wound instead and I'd been furious, hence my reckless retaliation.I killed everyone, especially those who seemed to be in support of the attack regardless of whether they were or not. And due to my fiery temper, I won new alliances and made tons of new enemies. There'd been almost a dozen assassination attempts in the weeks that led up to the final attack at the casino, but I'd expected it, and half of it was from my own extended family. I knew