Semua Bab Torn by Obsession : Bab 101 - Bab 110

The plane's engines purred in the background as Rafael stared out the window, watching the Alps shrink into the distance. For the first time in what felt like forever, the weight of centuries—of secrets, sins, and curses—no longer sat on his shoulders.He was free. And so was Sophia.She sat across from him in the private jet’s plush leather seat, curled up in one of his hoodies, barefoot, her legs tucked beneath her. Her eyes were closed, but he knew she wasn’t asleep. Her fingers fidgeted with the hem of her sleeve—something she only did when she was deep in thought.He poured two glasses of scotch and handed her one. She took it without a word, their fingers brushing, a charge sparking between them like always.“To the death of demons,” he said.Her lips curved slightly as she clinked her glass with his. “And the beginning of something real.”They drank in silence, but it was a silence laced with tension—sweet, aching, heavy with unspoken truths and possibilities.Sophia finally br

The waves whispered secrets against the shore as golden light spilled through the open balcony doors. The villa sat nestled on the cliffside like a forgotten treasure—secluded, serene, and far away from the bloodied edges of Rafael’s empire.Sophia stood barefoot, the soft cotton of Rafael’s shirt brushing against her thighs as the wind danced through her hair. Her fingers curled loosely around the cool railing, eyes fixed on the horizon, but her mind was elsewhere. On him. On them.Behind her, quiet footsteps approached, but she didn’t turn. She didn’t need to. His presence always wrapped around her long before he touched her.“I like seeing you like this,” Rafael murmured, his voice low, rough, but oddly gentle. “Wearing my shirt. Looking like you belong to me.”She smiled. “I do belong to you.”Rafael paused, as if those words meant more than either of them could fully understand. “And I belong to you,” he said.His arms slid around her waist from behind, pulling her into the hard

The villa felt different now. The soft hum of the wind outside, the scent of saltwater in the air, and the quiet murmur of the waves crashing against the rocks—it all felt like the calm before an inevitable storm. But this wasn’t just any storm. This was the storm that had been brewing for months, ever since Silas had reappeared, ever since Rafael had made the choice to risk everything for Sophia.Sophia stood by the window, her arms crossed loosely over her chest as she looked out at the raging sea. It was a sight that normally calmed her, the rhythm of the waves always managing to ease the tension in her body. But tonight, it only served to remind her of the turmoil that was coming. Silas’s threats still echoed in her mind, haunting her thoughts as she tried to make sense of it all. She had always known that being with Rafael would come with danger. She had been warned countless times about the sacrifices, the risks, and the consequences of getting too close to someone like him. Bu

The world outside the vehicle seemed to blur as Rafael and Sophia drove deeper into the heart of the city. The streets were eerily quiet, the usual buzz of life replaced with a kind of heavy anticipation that hung in the air. Every turn they took seemed to close in around them, until there was nowhere left to run. Inside the car, the silence between them was charged, both of them lost in their own thoughts, but neither of them willing to voice their fears. The looming battle ahead was more than just physical—it was a test of everything they had fought for, a confrontation that would change them both irrevocably. Sophia glanced over at Rafael, noticing the tightness in his jaw, the way his eyes never left the road ahead. He looked every bit the ruthless man she had come to know, but there was something else in him now. Something softer, perhaps. His vulnerability, though hidden behind layers of armor, was there, and it made her heart ache for him in a way that words could never expla

The sound of the door creaking open echoed through the dimly lit room, breaking the fragile silence that had settled between Rafael and Sophia. They had been through hell together, fought side by side through more battles than they could count, but nothing had prepared them for this moment. Nothing had prepared them for the storm that was about to consume everything.Rafael’s hand tightened around the handle of his gun, his knuckles turning white from the pressure. He didn’t speak, but his entire body was coiled like a spring, ready to strike. Sophia could feel the tension in the air, a heaviness that seemed to suffocate them both. The calm before the storm was always the hardest. She had learned that in their world, everything could change in an instant."Are you ready?" Rafael asked, his voice low, almost a growl. His eyes flicked toward her, and despite the danger, she saw the tenderness in them. The constant battle he fought within himself to keep her safe, to protect her at all c