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Chapter 6
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2026-08-16 15:58:28
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His Beautiful Nightmare: From Chaos to obsession. Chapter 7
Michello’s laughter boomed through the walls of Enzo’s spacious office, rich and unrestrained. He clutched his stomach, shoulders shaking as a single tear slipped from the corner of his eye and rolled down his cheek.Enzo sat rigid behind his massive desk, his face twisted in a pained scowl. Every burst of his brother’s laughter felt like salt ground into an open wound. Instead of sympathy, he was getting mocked.“Michi,” Enzo growled, voice low and dangerous.Michello tried to compose himself, wiping at his eyes, but the moment he looked at Enzo again, fresh laughter exploded out of him. “Damn, Enzo… you are cooked.” He exhaled sharply, still chuckling. “For real, brother.”He shifted on the soft, expensive white sofa, trying to catch his breath.“Are you done?” Enzo snarled, staring daggers across the room.Michello pressed his lips together, fighting another wave. “I don’t think I’ll ever be done knowing how much your wife fucked you up.”“Us, you mean?” Enzo raised an eyebrow. On
His Beautiful Nightmare: From Chaos to obsession. Chapter 6
Fifteen minutes dragged by. Lokie stayed perched on the washing machine, thumbs flying across her phone screen. Then her fingers froze mid-scroll. She set the device down with a soft click, hopped off, and her bare feet met the cool floor with a gentle thud.A slow, mischievous smile crept across her face. She rubbed her hands together, eyes sparkling with wicked excitement, like a kid about to unwrap the best gift ever.“Let’s go cause some disaster,” she whispered, a soft giggle bubbling up as she slipped out of the laundry room and into her assigned bedroom.She dragged all her luggage across the hall and straight into Enzo’s room. The door wasn’t even locked. Of course it wasn’t—he’d probably stormed out in such a rush after seeing the mess she’d left everywhere that he forgot.“My luck,” she murmured, her smile widening into something bright and triumphant. She pushed inside and headed directly for his closet.His clothes hung in perfect order—suits arranged by preference, everyt
His Beautiful Nightmare: From Chaos to obsession. Chapter 5
"How... dare you..." Lokie's voice cracked.A single tear traced a hot, stinging path down the corner of her eye, before she could stop it. She hated it immediately . She was supposed to be unbreakable. She had swallowed worse pain than this without flinching: the ropes biting into her wrists in the frozen blind spot of Suzuki’s secret room, the cold promise of death in Raman’s eyes. Those had been sharp, clean agonies she could endure. This was different. It sat heavier in her chest. Embarrassment burned through her, anger twisted inside her, and something else lingered beneath it that she refused to acknowledge.fury that twisted like a knife in her gut, and something heavier she couldn’t even name. Her throat tightened until breathing hurt."“You should be happy,” Enzo said, his voice low, dark, and edged with something dangerous that made the air feel thicker.He held her gaze for a long, unbearable minute, eyes boring into hers like a warning carved in stone. “Stop.”The sing
His Beautiful Nightmare: From Chaos to obsession. Chapter 4
Lokie had followed Enzo to the company on purpose, a wicked little spark of satisfaction burning in her chest. She knew he’d hate the chaos she was about to unleash, but that was exactly the point. A carefully wrapped package of payback for the night he’d left her tied to that damn wheelchair, freezing in the vast living room while he slept warm behind a locked door. Her body still remembered the deep ache in her shoulders, the numbness in her fingers, the cold that had seeped into her bones. What she was about to do was nothing compared to that. And if he kept crushing her pride under his heel, she had plenty more “gifts” ready.She didn’t slide off the table. Instead, she lowered herself gracefully into a seated position right there in the center, legs crossed neatly like she was offering prayers at a temple. Her gaze locked straight onto Enzo’s face, that bright, unwavering smile still curving her lips as if the blood on the table and Milton’s whimpers were just background noise
His Beautiful Nightmare: From Chaos to obsession. Chapter 3
Enzo leaned back in the tall, expensive leather office chair at the center of the long conference table, the cool material creaking faintly under his weight. The room smelled of polished wood, aged whiskey, and the faint undercurrent of expensive cologne from the men seated around him. Their voices rose and fell in heated discussion, but the words barely registered. His mind was elsewhere, tangled in the chaos that had stormed into his life like a hurricane.Lokie. That woman wasn’t just a handful—she was a goddamn wildfire wrapped in unpredictable madness. He couldn’t shake the image of her at the altar: those wild eyes gleaming as she sank her teeth into his lip, then slowly, deliberately licking the blood from her own mouth like it was the sweetest victory. The spark of fearless hunger in her gaze had sent a chill down his spine even as rage boiled in his chest. And the way she spoke—loud, unfiltered, cutting through silence like a blade. He still couldn’t believe he was shackle
His Beautiful Nightmare: From Chaos to obsession. Chapter 2
Enzo stared at the crimson stain blooming across his shirt, the metallic tang of blood sharp in the air. No one had ever made him bleed. Not his father with his iron fists, not his siblings in their vicious power plays, and certainly not the enemies who had tried and failed. But *she* had. This woman he’d been forced to marry in a mockery of a ceremony.His jaw tightened until it ached. She was a walking death wish, and he was more than ready to grant it.“Husband?” Her voice cut through the heavy silence like a blade wrapped in silk—light, almost playful. A smile curved her lips, bright and unhinged, nothing like the demure bride he had steeled himself for.She looked like chaos barely contained in white lace. Eyes too sharp, posture too still, as if the calm were a mask stretched thin over something feral.“Fuck you,” Enzo snarled, the words ripping from his throat raw and venomous. He turned on his heel and stormed out, the door slamming behind him with a crack that echoed through
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