All Chapters of His Deadly Obsession: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

The moon hung low in the night sky, casting an eerie glow over the hillside campsite. What was supposed to be a peaceful weekend getaway had turned into a nightmare. Chaos reigned as gunfire echoed through the trees, and the scent of burning pine needles filled the air. Terrified campers huddled together in tents, seeking refuge from the unfolding violence. Screams and frantic footsteps merged into a symphony of panic. Among them were a group of college students who had stumbled upon this grim spectacle unwittingly, their plans for a relaxing escape shattered. Hidden amidst the mayhem were the drug traffickers, their faces contorted with both fear and aggression. They had arrived with the intention of striking a deal, but fate had other plans. A rival gang had set a trap, catching them off guard. Unbeknownst to them, they were about to be pulled into a deadly showdown. The first shots rang out, a cacophonous "Bang! Bang!" that shattered the night's fragile tranquility. Gunfire erupt

"Don't let up. We have not sent them to the border yet," James urged, his words carrying the weight of their precarious situation. James's voice crackled over the phone, laced with anxiety and an unmistakable edge. He had reason to be concerned; after all, they were dealing with a man as cold-blooded and unpredictable as Francisco. Bruce's response was swift and unwavering. "Okay, sir. I will inform you of everything after boarding those girls out of here." With those words, Bruce hung up the phone, his mind focused on the task at hand. He knew that their operation had to proceed smoothly and without a hitch if they were to avoid Francisco's interference. However, as Bruce lowered the phone, an unexpected touch on his head sent a shiver down his spine, like the cold steel of a pistol against his skin. His eyes grew wider with realization, and his heart raced uncontrollably. At that moment, Bruce had a sinking feeling that they had underestimated Francisco's cunning and determinati

Police officers rushed in, their authoritative figures in stark contrast to the masked men who had held the girls captive. "Is everyone all right?" one police officer inquired, his voice laced with concern as he surveyed the room. A collective exhale of relief swept through the captives as they realized the nightmare might finally be coming to an end. For the first time in what had felt like an eternity, they dared to hope. The young girl, who had been clinging to Hazel, summoned the courage to speak, her voice trembling with both fear and longing. "Can I go to my mom?" Hazel, her heart touched by the girl's innocence and vulnerability, patted her head gently and offered words of reassurance. "Now we can all go home." A warm, genuine smile passed between Hazel and the young girl, a shared moment of understanding and relief. ** The police officers worked tirelessly, providing information and help to each of the rescued girls and helping them arrange to return to their homes. The

After a few minutes, Francisco shut his eyes and began gagging Emily's mouth. He immediately reached his climax and filled Emily's mouth. After that, he pushed Emily forward, gripping her hair. She plopped down on the floor, licked her lips, and said, "How rude!" Francisco cleaned himself up, keeping his distance from Emily. As he reached for a towel, Emily turned on the shower and moved closer to him. "When will you show affection again?" she asked, her voice filled with longing. Francisco answered while grabbing the towel, but in an irritating manner, "Go f*** yourself." He left the bathroom, leaving Emily to stare after him, her desire unfulfilled. She muttered softly, "I'll wait for as long as it takes, Francis." Francisco put on a robe and made his way to the balcony of his luxurious palace. The night air embraced him as he lit a cigarette, its embers casting a faint, fiery glow on his rugged features. His strong jaw was set in contemplation as he peered out over the sprawli

"Where are you, Francis?" Max inquired, a hint of impatience in his tone. Francisco's response was unexpected, and Max's eyes grew heavy and droopy as he tried to process it. "I'm lying in bed," came the answer, the words tinged with an unusual weariness. Max was bewildered. "In bed? Aren't you coming here?" He asked, his confusion apparent. "What?" Max muttered in a startled manner. "Are you alright?" His voice trembled with a mixture of surprise and worry, unable to fathom the sudden change in Francisco's demeanor. Francisco remained silent for a moment, leaving Max hanging in suspense. Then, in a voice that was unsettlingly calm, Francisco revealed his disturbing instructions. "Push him anti-seizure drugs before tossing him in front of his boss's house." "I know what to do now," Max replied. "But are you okay, or are you with Emily now?" He sought some clarity, hoping to understand the source of this disturbing change in his friend's character. Francisco's response was t