All Chapters of Mafia Obsession: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

“I want you to respect me, Eleanor.” Her voice firmed.Eleanor's eyes flashed with anger, her face pale with rage. "How dare you address me by my first name?" she spat, her voice trembling with indignation. "You will address me as Mrs. King. Never Eleanor."Eva stood her ground, her eyes locked onto Eleanor's. "I'm sorry, Eleanor," she said, deliberately using the first name again. "But I'm not going to pretend to be something I'm not. I'm Rafael's wife, and I'll address you as I see fit."Eleanor's hands clenched into fists, her nails digging into her palms. "You will show some respect," she hissed. "I am your elder, and I am Rafael's mother. You will not disrespect me like this."Eva smiled a calm, calculated smile. "To get respect, you have to give respect first and you are calling me an outsider; I rule your son's heart; I am his queen, and you are talking about bloodline, the same bloodline that was once his wife, who killed her own father; what kind of blood of your family?" She

Eva was looking at Esposito’s estate from the balcony; it was a huge place, and there was tight security all around. How can she forget that this is what the life of a mafia is like? She remembers her old days when she was just a normal reporter and used to wait for hours to interview the celebrities and big businessmen, but still she was happy in that life because it was a simple life—no guards, no guns, only peace.Eva's gaze swept across the sprawling estate, the lush gardens, and the imposing walls that seemed to suffocate her. She felt like a bird in a gilded cage, trapped in a life that wasn't hers. The security was suffocating, a constant reminder of the dangers that lurked in the shadows.As she stood there, lost in thought, her mind wandered back to her old life. She remembered the thrill of chasing down a lead, the rush of adrenaline as she waited for hours to get a scoop. She had been a normal reporter with normal problems, not like this...this mafia's wife.She longed for

Eva's eyes flashed with defiance, but she didn't move, unsure of what to do. Rafael's fingers began to work out the knots in her hair, his touch gentle yet possessive.As he worked, his eyes never left hers, his gaze burning with intensity. Eva felt trapped, caught in his web of control, yet a part of her couldn't deny the thrill of his touch.Eva's eyes fluttered closed as Rafael's fingers trailed down her bare back, his touch sending shivers down her spine. His caress was gentle yet electrifying, leaving a trail of goosebumps in its wake.She felt her tension melt away, her muscles relaxing under his touch. His fingers danced across her skin, tracing the curve of her spine and the swell of her hips.Eva's breath caught in her throat as Rafael's hands reached the small of her back, his thumbs pressing into the sensitive flesh. She felt a spark of electricity run through her body, her heart racing with anticipation.Rafael's touch was mesmerizing, hypnotic. Eva felt herself getting lo

Eva's mind wandered, her thoughts a jumbled mix of emotions and memories. She thought about how she had met Rafael, the charismatic and mysterious stranger who had swept her off her feet. She remembered the whirlwind romance, the lavish gifts, and the promises of a life together.But now, as she sat in the opulent bedroom, surrounded by the trappings of Rafael's wealth and power, she couldn't help but feel suffocated. The mafia world, with its secrets and lies, its violence and corruption, was not what she had signed up for.As she sat there, lost in thought, her personal maid, Elisa Norman, who was in her 50s, came and asked politely."Ma'am, would you like some tea or coffee? Or perhaps some breakfast? You've been sitting there for a while, lost in thought. Is everything alright?"Eva looked up, startled, and smiled weakly at Elisa. "Oh, Elisa, thank you for checking on me. I'm just...thinking about some things. But yes, a cup of tea would be lovely."Elisa nodded and headed to the

"What is going on here?" Rafael turned towards them; he looked at his mother and then at Eva."Why don't you ask your wife Rafael? For a mere maid, she is insulting my guest, who had just come to meet her."Rafael looked at Eva; there was no expression on her face."I am sorry, master; all this happened because of me," Elisa said, bowing her head."You don't need to apologize, Elisa; it's not your fault, Victoria; apologize to Elisa right now," Eva said again."Did you see the audacity of this girl? She doesn't even have the manners to talk.""Mom!" Rafael said"I am doing what I should do; this is my house, and it is important for me to know how people behave with each other here because every person has the right to live with dignity; servants are not slaves." Everyone was surprised to hear Eva's words.The room fell silent, with all eyes on Eva. Rafael's expression changed from surprise to admiration, while Eleanor's face turned red with rage. Victoria and Helena exchanged nervous g