His Obsession: The Mafia King's Groom

PROLOGUETHE Blood Oath10 Years Ago…Liam’s POV“I'm telling you now, Sabasto, you either pay me your debts, or I will kill you and your family and make them watch you bleed to death!Don’t you ever try to test me, you know? You owe me, and this is the last chance I’ll ever give.”Mr. Mark yelled at my father; his voice was very ruthless and hollowed the air. His hand gripped the gun he was holding so tightly that his knuckles whitened, and he pressed the gun straight at my father’s forehead.His entire face was filled with fury, and I could see his veins pulsing out of his temples as his nose flared up. Everything that he claimed to do to my father is the truth; he wasn’t bluffing…. Everyone knows him in Barcelona; he is the most feared in the city.Don Mark Ronaldo is a ruthless, merciless, and heartless Mafia lord whose name could be heard through whispers.No one dares to say it loudly, or that is the end of that individual. Everyone in Barcelona knew who Mark was. And now, here h

Chapter 2Elijah’s povMy name is Elijah Ronaldo, and I’m the only child of my family ... . Yes, I'm ruthless, fearless, and possessive when it comes to what I want and merciless to anyone who desires to mess with me or betray me.I kill people like livestock animals, and I don't spare… The news about me spreads across the city like wildfire. The stupid cops are looking for me, but their dead bodies will be found instead! I don’t care about anybody's status whatsoever, but I cared about one person—Liam Sabasto.He is the only one I crave, not his sister. But that stupid contract made me look like I wanted her; Liam is the only one I truly desire. I want him with me, and if I want something, I get it…. I never step back on whatever I want!It has been ten years—ten whole years since I fell for him, and since then, I've been looking for a day he would trail my path. I had been waiting, planning, watching, and calculating, and today, it felt like fate had finally placed him right in fron

Chapter 4Elijah’s pov**Three days ago**It seemed like my father had forgotten what happened. He didn’t appear to really be aware of the seriousness of things ... . But I was damn serious about this, and I'm not backing down from marrying Liam.I had waited for him for so many years, and I had carried feelings for him in those years that never faded, and I am not letting go now. I had to make him mine, no matter the cost.It all started three days ago when we were all gathered for voting to begin and for everyone to make a decision on who is going to be the new mafia boss and a leader for the Blue Moon Mafia gang. The air in the room was filled with tension and great anticipation as I sat there staring at them with my cold eyes as I scanned the whole room.My father was there as well, seated at the high table like always, and radiating authority. The other elders and council members murmured among themselves, waiting for the proceedings to begin.“Let us vote for the new leader of t

Liam’s POVIf I had known this was how it would unravel, how every step would tighten like a noose around my neck, I would never have agreed to this marriage. Never. Not to him. Not to a man whose shadow alone felt heavy enough to crush bones. As I stood beside him at the altar, my waist still ached faintly where his hand had held me earlier, firm, possessive, as if I were something that could be claimed by pressure alone. Obsession clung to him like a second skin, and the terrifying part was that everyone around us seemed to accept it as normal.But I didn’t have a choice. That truth beat in my skull louder than the gunshot that had ended a man’s life only minutes before the ceremony began.I needed to protect my sister. That was the beginning and the end of it. If I refused this deal, if I tried to run, she would be the one punished. She would become the scapegoat. And I couldn’t allow that. Not when I had already seen how easily a life could be erased in this world, how a careless

Elijah’s POVOh Lord.I don’t know what this man is doing to me. I have faced bullets without blinking, signed death warrants with a steady hand, watched men beg and still slept soundly at night. But Liam Sabasto? He dismantles me with a single look.It makes no sense.What did he put inside himself that pulls me in like this, like a moth drawn to fire, like a bee losing its mind over honey? The closer he is, the harder it becomes to think straight. The harder it becomes to remember who I am supposed to be.I knew it in the car.I felt it before he even opened his mouth. The tension rolling off him, the nervous energy, the questions he wanted to ask but didn’t dare voice. I knew he was trying to talk to me on the drive back, and God help me, I wanted him to. I wanted to hear his voice fill the silence. I wanted to turn to him, take his face in my hands, and kiss him until every doubt burned away.That was exactly why I didn’t look at him.Because the moment I turned, the moment our ey