All Chapters of Trapped in the Crime Lord's Obsession: Chapter 1 - Chapter 7

Anna's POV"My mother used to say, when there’s a heavy downpour of rain, it means the Earth is mourning dead souls."The sharp crackle of lightning lit up the night, followed by a rumble of thunder that seemed to shake the car. The sound jolted me back to reality. I hated thunderstorms—the noise, the darkness, the way my chest tightened every time it struck.I took a shaky breath, trying to focus. "Can you go any faster?" I asked the driver, my voice sharper than I intended.“Sorry, ma’am, but I have to drive carefully. The roads are slick with rain,” he replied, his hands steady on the wheel.I bit my lip, drumming my fingers anxiously on my thigh, feeling like something was clawing inside me. I tried blaming the weather or the pace of the drive, but deep down, I knew there was something else, something I couldn’t shake.Desperate to distract myself, I reached into my bag, searching for my phone. Maybe scrolling through the internet would ease this gnawing

Anna's POVI slept through the night in a room he’d prepared for me in his mansion, but it felt more like a prison than a sanctuary. The memory of my father’s lifeless body, drenched in his own blood, haunted me. What about my sister? My mother? Were they safe? Did they even know I was gone?A fierce anger bubbled within me, directed at the man who had taken me against my will, my so-called “savior.” He was nothing but a demon in disguise, dragging me into a world I wanted no part of.A sharp knock on the door jolted me from my thoughts. Before I could even gather my rage, it swung open, and two young maids stepped in, their heads bowed.“Good morning, miss,” one of them said softly. “We’ve brought breakfast. Master requests that you put this on and join him in the main hall when you’re ready.”“Requests?” I spat, “More like demands. Why should I even think about doing anything he says?”They exchanged worried glances, but I didn’t care. I crossed my arm

Anna's POVI held my breath, caught between terror and confusion, trying to figure out what had made him stop.He sat down in front of me, his eyes fixed on my nearly bare body, save for my torn underwear.I quickly tried to cover myself with the shredded fabric, tears streaming down my face, but he barely seemed to notice.Lighting a cigar, he took a long drag, letting the smoke swirl around us before his gaze returned to me.“You think I’m a bad person, don’t you?” he asked, voice low.Anger surged through me. "You're a monster," I shot back, my voice thick with fury and fear.He chuckled, a sound without warmth. “A monster?” he murmured, as if amused. “So, that means you’re terrified of me, yes?”I clenched my jaw, refusing to respond. Yes, fear was coursing through me, but I’d never let him know that. I wouldn’t give him the satisfaction."Please, just let me go," I whispered, my voice trembling as tears continued to fall. "I'm nothing—just some low-life

"I'm not sure I want to bring him down, love," she said softly, her eyes filled with something I couldn't quite place. "But I do want to help you. I want you to be happy."I let out a dry chuckle, "You barely know me, and yet you care about my happiness?"She smiled faintly, her gaze distant, as if looking at something, or someone, far away. "You remind me a lot of my lover. She was just like you."Her words hung in the air, and for a moment, I didn’t know what to say. There was a rawness to her tone that chipped away at my defenses, even as I tried to keep my walls up."I'm sorry about that," I said softly, unsure of how else to respond.Her lips curled into a bitter smile. "She fell in love with a man and abandoned me for him. They eventually got married, but she died when her husband's enemies came for him."The weight of her story hit me hard, and I felt a pang of guilt for my earlier distrust. No one deserved pain like that."I’m really sorry," I said again, blinking rapidly to f