Semua Bab His Secret Obsession: Bab 101 - Bab 110

Camille’s POV – The air stuck in my chest and im unable to breathe. Staring at my reflection, my hands trembled aggressively as I held onto the edge of my vanity. I picked up my brush and struck it at the television.“Fuck I want her dead!”My chest is pumped faster and faster as my eyes bulge out with hate. My flawlessly painted lips are pushed into a narrow line. My mind keeps repeating the headlines. ‘A Love Like No Other: DM holding owner, Nico D’Angelo and his new wife, his appointed Ceo Pearl Cavil, Survive Another Attack!" I want to yell, scream the roof down!I should be Nico’s wife not that bitch who just strutted in like she owned the place. This was meant to be handled by Kenji, but he has done a pathetic job of killing her!Simple clear instructions!Kill her and let the child Go!Pearl should be dead and decaying in a ditch, out of sight and out of fucking mind. Rather, she is alive and absorbing all the pity while draped over Nico like a tragic heroine. Oh Go

Nico’s pov~Four weeks….In that blissful month, I experienced sex like no other.There was an unspoken passion between Pearl and me…Something I once felt with Lola, this raw energy to own each other's bodies in that moment.Unmistakable pleasure.And there came the Peaceful mornings, dinners full of laughter, and kisses that lasted longer than they should in public.It's been hard trying to keep this newfound connection away from staff seeing as Camille was still gone.DM Holdings was finally in a good place and that had shocked Logan as well. August Winters became the latest head of industry at DM Holdings.His technology caused a shocking stir in the market, and different investors started flooding in. Finally, I was back to power and we became the power couple of the business world, soon my old clients all started to reach back to me.New ones came too and so did my reputation in the mafia world grow.Nico D’angelo was untouchable, somehow they found out I'd been in a coma and

Pearl’s POV~I was awakened by a clinking sound.I blinked and looked back at the side of the bed my husband used to sleep in, he wasn't there.At first, it felt too real and I believed it to be a dream, the type which leaves you immobile and aware, just gawking into space. Like an out-of-body experience, featuring me but not me all at once. Then her voice came to me. A voice I hadn't heard in what had been a blissful full month of my life.I turned and there she was sitting by the table in mine and Nico’s room.Camille…."Oh, don't wake up on the account of me I see you still need your beauty sleep, I wanted to stop by to say hello to the new Mrs D’angelo, I've lived here since Sophie was born to do of course I'm familiar with the room, hope you don't mind me popping in”I sat up and straightened myself on my bed. What the hell is she doing here, my heart pounding out of my chest I faced her, her eyes quizzed in curiosity as she glanced back at the space on the bed.“Don't tell m

Pearl’s POVKira and I knew if we didn't follow the clue, it would be lost to us forever, but first, we had to give ourselves a head start. Before Camille returned, we arranged everything and put the room back in order, just as we had met it.Mirelle Point Valley appeared so ordinary, giving me an unsettling, weird, eerie feeling. The kind of place you can't catch me dead in, somewhere you are sure to find satanic rituals it's somewhere in a creepy house. The kind of place where mailboxes with family names in cursive writing are placed and lawns are adorned with plastic flamingos. Kids riding bicycles in the streets, laughing and playing, yet this gloomy cloud hung in the air, winds blew almost perfectly and everyone seemed to be chatty and cherry with each other.Strangers passing by said hello to each other and smoke from a barbecue filled the air as Kira and I drove past the busy streets. During the drive, Kira and I didn't talk much, Something happened to us in that little h

Pearl’s pov~I took my time personally to send everyone who has graced us with their presence home.Logan and Devina had silently left, to plot the next thing no doubt. My office's floor-to-ceiling windows threw long shadows on the marble floor as they reflected the late afternoon's golden tones. Nico was still around and he wouldn't leave, his eyes on me as he roamed around the conference room.August sat opposite me, his customary charm gone, his attention razor acute but still something in his eyes lingered as he looked at me back and forth.Mockups of the advertising campaign for the first-ever DM-sponsored beauty competition were visible on his laptop, which was open between us“When did you have time to do this?” I asked, clearly shocked, we had just concluded the meeting barely an hour ago.“I work fast," came his reply. August turned the laptop to me, tapping at the screen, he clarified, "The winner's prize will be enough to attract serious contestants, are you sure the co