His Father's Obsession, I fell in love with his son.
Carol Rivers was used to playing with fire, and she lived her life by her own rules—until she fell for the wrong man. Antonio Conte was an older man who seemed to have it all, and Carol couldn’t resist his charm.
But their fiery romance is cut short when she catches him cheating. His betrayal shattered her, and she drowned her sorrows with alcohol, only to end up in the bed of a dashing stranger after a heated one-night stand.
Carol had yet to come to terms with her break up with Antonio when he appeared again, but this time he claimed her by force, kidnapping her and holding her against her will. Her rejection had set him off, and she realized he wasn’t a normal man, but a ruthless mafia lord.
Now forced to become his sex slave, Carol is robbed of her freedom. But what happens when she meets the stranger from her one-night stand, and he turns out to be the son of the man she despises the most?
Caught between father and son, Carol becomes a pawn in an explosive game of lust and power. Will she break free from the chains of her fate? Or will she burn it in the crossfire?
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Chapter: Chapter 60: Carol’s POV“Are you seriously handing me an empty box?” I asked, looking at her with disgust. “What audacity!!” I hissed.“Ma’am, when you say empty, I don’t exactly know what you mean,” She countered, like I owed her an explanation for saying what I said. I straightened quickly and took my gaze off the mirror, focused it on her for what seemed like a minute and began to chuckle. I couldn’t tell if it was a wicked chuckle but I knew it sure sounded like one. I wasn’t thinking straight and the moment Clara opened her mouth to utter a word again, I snapped.“Oh, so you’re stealing from me now? Is that it, Clara? Is that who you really are?” I asked, breathing calmly yet heavily. How so? That could be a mystery.The words just flew out before I could stop them, they were as sharp as daggers, laced with the frustration I’d been bottling all morning. She blinked like I’d slapped her across the face and her mouth opened, but nothing came out for some seconds.“Ma’am… stealing doesn’t describe me,
Last Updated: 2025-07-22
Chapter: Chapter 59: Carol’s POV“Hello, ma,” Clara cleared her throat and called out to me. I could swear that I was jolted for real, I wasn’t even thinking anyone would stand in my room at the time, let alone call out to me but I didn’t show how startled I was. One mind said to dismiss her and throw some tantrums about not eating but another said to just ignore her for a while so when she was tired, she would walk out the same way she had come in.I knew I was hungry and I pictured a tray of food I hadn’t asked for but I knew I wasn’t going to throw tantrums and wouldn’t refuse either. No matter how much I tried to not admit it, the hunger gnawed at my stomach fiercely. Yet when I turned, there wasn’t a tray of food in her hands as usual but a box. I looked at her in astonishment, wondering where the hell my breakfast was but as I looked closely, I recognized the box in her hand. It was the exact phone Luca had slipped into my hand during his apology yesterday night in the kitchen after which his lips brushed m
Last Updated: 2025-07-22
Chapter: Chapter 58: Luca's POV My drive to the office was one filled with pleas and distractions. I was almost breaking the traffic rules at every point or pleading with a car to my left or right to turn a blind eye to how I was barging into their lane.My mind was agog with a lot of distractions that bordered around Carol and my growing feelings for her which I couldn’t come out plain with. I drove straight into the parking lot, yanked my bag off the seat, stepped out, and locked the car.As I moved through the ground floor, heading for the elevator, I could feel a lot of eyes on me, staring as though I had just walked out of a pit of dirt. I paid no heed to their ridiculous stares till I was in the elevator. The corners of the elevator shimmered as though a mirror had been stamped on them.There and then, I saw that the tie I had hung loosely on my neck when I entered Carol’s room earlier was still there hanging loosely. Damn! I must have looked like a clown in a suit. Little wonder why their eyes never left me
Last Updated: 2025-07-21
Chapter: Chapter 57: Carol's POV Yawning and stretching my whole being on the bed like I was in a fight with an invisible being I wanted to push off the bed, my eyes fluttered open to the bright rays that sought to poke its head into every part of the room, especially my face.“Arrrrgggg!” I exclaimed, reminding myself that if I had only remembered to take the window blinds down, perhaps, the ray may not have been so bright. I yawned some more and sat up on the bed, grateful that Antonio didn’t come in to force me into pleasing him yet again.He was still my husband but sex with him had been both annoying, disgusting and forced all because I wasn’t happy that he was sharing his body, my body with multiple women whom I don’t even know if they had any transferrable sexual diseases.Making an effort to rise from the bed to wash off the sleep traces from my face, I heard the door creak open softly. My heart fluttered but as I turned and saw who it was, panic shot through me like a jolt of electricity.“Are you insane?”
Last Updated: 2025-07-21
Chapter: Chapter 56: Antonio's POV I stood there, silent, my gaze fixed on the glass of half-finished juice and the crumpled cupcake wrappers littering the otherwise pristine floor of my kitchen. But it wasn’t the mess that caught my attention. Clara’s stammering attempts at explaining how it got there were nothing but noise in the back of my mind. My thoughts were elsewhere, locked onto what felt out of place.Clara stood stiffly across from me now, wringing her fingers, clearly unsure why she was in trouble yet too frightened to ask. I said nothing to her for a while. I didn’t need to but fear did the necessary work.My eyes drifted down slowly, like a predator surveying its kill, and there it was, half-hidden behind the base of the counter, close enough that anyone in a hurry could have dropped it and forgotten was a bracelet. It wasn’t just any bracelet but Carol’s. I recognized it instantly, the small emerald stone at its center and the delicate gold chain. I had bought it for her on her birthday, two months be
Last Updated: 2025-07-19
Chapter: Chapter 55: Luca's POV “Why are you asking about that now?” My father asked me, looking straight into my face, his eyes as cold as ice.I wasn’t supposed to be the one to follow him up with whatever he had wanted to say to me, I had never done that since I lost my mother and I never took any of his words seriously but I had to follow up on his request to speak to me because it was a ploy to cover up my tracks.Even though I was itching to collapse on my bed and my body begged for sleep, I couldn’t pull myself away from the kitchen yet, not until I heard what my father was going to ask Clara.I stood there, just some inches away from him, silently praying he wouldn’t suspect something odd about my askance. Stolen bread really is sweet, until you're caught with crumbs all over your face, that was exactly how I felt. My heart was still hammering from the near escape with Carol, and now I was standing there like an idiot, risking everything just to satisfy my curiosity but I couldn’t help it.“Was only curious
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