The Mafia Boss's Dark Obsession

AVERY'S POV “What is your boss like?” I asked no one in particular. The drive to my new husband's house was quiet and filled with worry. He hadn't joined me in the car, which made me wonder what he was hiding. I knew absolutely nothing about this man with whom I was supposed to share my life. “He is a man of his word, and just in all his dealings.” What else was I expecting? He was their boss, so they were probably just like him. Still, I had hoped for a better response than one that sounded like recited scripture. “Does he have an issue with being around people?” "Boss loves his privacy.” I see… That explained his reason for driving alone. "Okay." I could not think of a better response. “Mrs. Armstrong, is there anything you’d like to get on our way to the mansion?” “No, thanks." I couldn't help but wonder aloud, “What does your boss like to do for fun?” It was hopeless asking these questions, but I wanted to know something about him—anything. “With time you will get to kno

AIDEN'S POV I woke up with a pounding hangover. I had fallen asleep right there in the home bar, and as the haze cleared, memories of last night came flooding back. *Avery...* I could still hear how heart-wrenching her sob had been. I hadn't been able to go after her or soothe her, because the brutal truth was that everything she had overheard was completely true. Forcing myself up with whatever strength I could muster, I headed straight to my room to freshen up. "Good morning, Aiden." It was Avery. She looked lovely, but she seemed entirely too cheerful to see me when she should have been furious. It felt completely off. "Good morning," I responded, raising a brow. "Is there anything I can do for you?" "Yes, actually. I'm meeting up with my friend Keisha, and I'd like to do a bit of shopping for some things I need. And—" Before she could finish, I handed her a credit card I had already prepared for her. "Here. I forgot to give you this yesterday. There is twenty million on the c

AIDEN'S POV "Did you get info on their location?" "No, boss," Stephan replied, his tone laced with heavy disappointment. "What exactly do I pay you for?" "I'm sorry, Boss." "Are you sure you actually tortured the man, or do I need to go down there and handle it myself?" "We broke him, Boss, but he refuses to say a word. If we push the interrogation any further, he’s going to die." "It doesn't matter," I snapped, tossing my coat onto the desk. "Shoot him or bury him alive. If he refuses to cooperate, why are we wasting our resources keeping him breathing?" "We could pivot and dig into his personal history, Boss. You know how the saying goes: if you can't break the man, go after what he loves. There is always a vulnerability—someone or something we can leverage against him." "True. Good thinking, Stephan. Keep me updated the second you uncover a name. For now, we change tactics. We’ll focus on systematically hunting down and burning their active warehouses until we force their m

AIDEN'S POV "Who's missing?" Sydney asked again. "I thought you'd gone missing," I replied, exhaling with relief. "Why would you think that?" "Nothing, nothing." I know my cousin—she's an overthinker, so I couldn't possibly tell her. "Do me a favor: never leave without proper security, alright?" It was a command I expected her to adhere to. "Alright, but why? Is there something you're not saying?" she asked, squinting her eyes as she stared at me, as if that would help her see right through me. "No questions, Sydney, you know that," I replied in a low tone. "Fine. Anyways, Jayden will be here soon." "What do you mean JAYDEN WILL BE HERE SOON?" I asked, obviously frustrated. I do like my cousin, but damn, he's one of the most annoying, obnoxious people on earth. Plus, he has a pretty face, which makes him even more unbearable—well, not to women, at least. "What do you mean? I spoke to him earlier and told him I'll be here. Turns out he's in town for business, so he decided to s