Semua Bab Torn by Obsession : Bab 161 - Bab 170

The days in their new home passed in a peaceful rhythm, the kind that Rafael had never thought possible. The lake by their cottage reflected the serenity that was slowly taking root in their lives. The air was fresh, untainted by the smoke of gunfire or the tension of constant threats. For the first time, Rafael and Sophia were able to savor moments of true peace.Yet, even in the quiet, Rafael remained vigilant. The world they had left behind—the underworld that had shaped him—was never too far from his mind. It was a part of him, like a shadow that stretched out behind him no matter how far he ran.Sophia had noticed the way he grew quieter as the days wore on, how his gaze often lingered in the distance, as if waiting for something to materialize out of the fog of the past. She wanted to believe they could escape it all, but deep down, she knew better.One evening, as they sat by the lake, the golden hues of sunset shimmering across the water, a figure appeared on the horizon, walk

The storm raged outside, but inside their cabin, a calm had settled between them, a fragile peace forged by their shared understanding. The walls around them creaked under the weight of the wind, but for once, Sophia didn’t mind the noise. It felt like the world outside was being torn apart, while inside, Rafael and she were something steady amidst the chaos.Rafael sat at the small wooden table in the corner, eyes narrowed as he surveyed a map. His fingers traced the various marked locations, each a point of significance in the web of enemies that surrounded them. Every move he made was calculated, deliberate, and yet, for all the preparation in the world, the reality of what was coming couldn’t be planned for. He knew that, and it bothered him.Sophia stood nearby, her arms wrapped around herself, watching him in silence. She could feel the tension radiating from him, a tension that didn’t disappear even when he was with her. His thoughts were a million miles away, on the danger the

The storm outside had subsided, but the tension in the air remained. It hung heavy, thick with anticipation, as if the world itself was holding its breath, waiting for the first blow to land. Inside the cabin, the quiet intimacy between Rafael and Sophia had dissolved, replaced by a shared understanding of what was about to unfold.Rafael had been preparing for this moment for days. His enemies had been lurking in the shadows, gathering forces, and now, they were ready to strike. The quiet, peaceful life they had fought so hard to build was about to be shattered by the brutal force of the underworld that Rafael had once controlled with ruthless precision.He stood by the window once again, his eyes scanning the horizon, the weight of the situation pressing down on him. Every move he made, every decision, could mean the difference between life and death—not just for him, but for Sophia, for everyone he cared about. His enemies weren’t just after him anymore; they were after everything

The air was thick with the acrid smell of gunpowder and rain as Rafael dashed through the forest, his senses sharp and every muscle in his body on high alert. His mind was a whirlwind of strategies, his every move calculated to buy Sophia the time she needed. The attackers were relentless, but he knew they couldn’t afford to underestimate him. He wasn’t just fighting for his life—he was fighting for her.Ahead, the shadows were alive with movement. He had heard the shots from Sophia’s direction moments ago, but the sound had quickly been swallowed by the roaring storm. There was no telling how close she was to being surrounded, or whether she had already faced the worst of it. The thought alone made his stomach twist with dread, but he pushed it aside. He would not let her fall.His fingers brushed the edge of a tree trunk as he pivoted sharply to the left, ducking behind a fallen log to avoid the flash of headlights cutting through the trees. The men had tracked him to this location,

The sound of rain pounded relentlessly against the earth, the rhythmic beat matching the harsh pulse of Rafael’s heart. His finger twitched on the trigger, the weight of the gun in his hand anchoring him to the reality of what was about to happen. The confrontation with Silas had been inevitable, but nothing could have prepared him for the intensity of this moment.Sophia stood close to him, her back straight, her eyes burning with determination. Every muscle in her body was coiled, ready for the impending chaos. Rafael could feel the raw power of her presence beside him—the way her steady breath steadied his own. She had never been afraid to stand by him, even in the darkest of times. And now, as the storm swirled around them, she was his anchor.Silas, standing several feet away, smiled—a cruel, almost mocking curve of his lips that sent a chill down Rafael’s spine. The man had been a ghost in their lives for so long, pulling strings in the shadows, and now he was finally here—flesh