All Chapters of The Billionaire's Secret Obsession : Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

IRIS’ P.O.V I closed my eyes as the wind permeated my hair and whipped it around. The sound of seagulls and waves rolling onto shore, was like a lullaby to my ears. God, I miss home. I miss my feet in the sand. I miss running into the ocean with my surfboard, and spending hours riding the waves. I miss my life at the port. Once every month, Massimo allowed a three hour visit to my family under the supervision of his men. Thankfully, the man that drove me today was the same man that drove me the night I had my one-night stand with Les and was also the man who watched Massimo beat me a few days ago. The moment we arrived, he had informed me to be back by the stipulated time and not to make him find me. Elated and glad that there'd be no man overshadowing my family time, I had given him a soft peck on the cheek before rushing out of the car to wait for my father at the shoreline. “Pumpkin?” I turned around to see a man dressed in overalls, standing a few inches shorter than me, hav

IRISMy onboarding was smooth and easy, and after meeting my coworkers and everyone else, I was assigned a cubicle to start work. The excitement that coursed through me was beyond what I could even explain or fathom. I was beaming from ear to ear as I settled in and booted my computer. My assignment was sent to me via email, and I got to work immediately. As I worked, I followed up with Meera concerning the case of the missing kids, and she informed me that they were halfway through having access to the children's phones.A bit antsy for results, I chose to focus on my work until it was lunch time, and I decided to grab something to eat at a nearby cafe. Just like Les had warned, his men were in the facility disguised as mailmen or janitors. When I stood up to go for lunch, I found two of them sitting in a car outside. The moment I stepped out, they exited their car and followed me at a distance. While I took a seat, I sighted them from the corner of my eye , seated somewhere in a

IRISI felt a cold chill run down my spine as Massimo's goons shoved me into the backseat of the car. My heart pounded in my chest as I realized the gravity of the situation. Massimo, my former fiancé, the powerful leader of the mafia underworld, had finally caught up to me."You thought you could run from me, didn't you, Iris?" Massimo sneered, his voice dripping with venom as he climbed into the driver's seat. "You thought you could betray me and get away with it."I swallowed hard, trying to keep my composure despite the fear that threatened to overwhelm me. "I did what I had to do," I replied, my voice barely above a whisper. "I couldn't stay with you, Massimo. Not after what you did to Marco."Massimo's eyes narrowed dangerously, his hands tightening around the steering wheel. "You dare speak his name?" he growled, his voice low and menacing. "You dare utter the name of the man who betrayed me?""He didn't betray you, Massimo," I insisted, my voice shaking with emotion. "He loved

IRISThe roar of the helicopter blades filled the air as we soared over the breathtaking Swiss landscape, my hands bound tightly behind my back, the rough rope digging into my skin with every jostle of the aircraft. I stared out of the window, my heart heavy with worry for my newborn babies and for Les, wondering if I would ever see them again.The memories of their sweet faces, their tiny hands reaching out to me, flooded my mind, threatening to overwhelm me with longing and despair. I couldn't bear the thought of being separated from them, of not being there to watch them grow and thrive.But as the helicopter flew on, carrying me further and further away from everything I held dear, I knew that I had to focus on the task at hand. I had to find a way to escape, to break free from the clutches of my captors and return to my family, no matter the cost.I glanced around at the security men who surrounded me, their expressions stoic and unyielding as they kept a close watch on my every

IRISI woke up with a throbbing headache, the dim light filtering through the small window casting eerie shadows across the room. As I tried to sit up, I realized with a sinking feeling that I was locked in, the heavy metal door standing as a barrier between me and freedom.My heart pounding with fear and uncertainty, I made my way to the window, hoping against hope that it might offer some means of escape. But as I peered out into the darkness, I felt a wave of despair wash over me. We were two stories up, too high for me to jump without risking serious injury.With a sigh of resignation, I turned away from the window and began to search the room for any sign of a weapon. My hands shook as I rifled through drawers and cabinets, my mind racing with fear and desperation.But just as I was beginning to lose hope, I caught sight of a heavy metal lamp sitting on the bedside table. With a sense of grim determination, I picked it up and held it tightly in my hands, ready to defend myself if