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The Message Written in Blood

作者: Nihun
last update 公開日: 2026-10-26 22:36:24

Sienna

It had been a month since I last heard from Adrian, and it should have been the best thing that had ever happened to me.

Instead, I was sitting in front of my work laptop, staring at his face on the screen.

The man stood behind a podium at the unveiling of his company's newest liquor brand, dressed in a perfectly fitted black suit. Cameras flashed around him as he smiled for the reporters, looking every bit like the respectable billionaire he claimed to be.

He looked so far removed from
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    Sienna“Send Reggie to the hospital. I think the wardens were just heavily injured. They're not dead,” I said as I got into my car, holding my phone to my ear with my neckI was already on my way to the hospital, even though all I wanted was to go home, crawl under my weighted blanket, and forget everything that had happened.Hours ago, I'd been admiring Adrian on my laptop screen. I knew how dangerous he was, but somehow, a whole month without hearing from him had made me forget just how dangerous he could be.My hands trembled against the steering wheel. I tightened my grip and forced myself to focus on the road.I couldn't believe it. Everyone had seen the message directed at me on the windshield of the PTV. All those reporters, all those cameras, and that message written in blood for the whole world to see.Guilt settled in my stomach.Now I knew where the doctor had gone. I knew what the groundbreaking crime was about, and I was beginning to understand why Adrian had gone to such

  • Twisted Obsession: The Mafia's obsession.   A Deal with the Devil.

    Adrian“Welcome, Doctor Millian,” I said as the doctor walked into my living room.He didn't answer immediately. Instead, he looked around the room with a confidence I hadn't seen when Michael and my men dragged him out of that PTV.“It's a nice house you have here,” he said, taking his seat.I caught the arrogance in his voice. Of course, I knew exactly who he was before I asked for him to be brought to me. I knew how to deal with psychopaths like him.“You had a rough transition. I'm sorry we couldn't guarantee you wouldn't get a few scratches here and there.” I pointed toward the men standing nearby. “What do you need? Tea? Coffee? Wine?”“Liquor. Your company's liquor. The high-end one.” He looked directly into my eyes.I turned to Michael, who signaled to one of the younger men to bring a bottle.“I see you know who I am. Are you surprised?”“I can't say I'm not. But this is exactly what I think the rich and powerful would pull off.” He leaned back in his seat. “Did you bribe the

  • Twisted Obsession: The Mafia's obsession.   The Message Written in Blood

    SiennaIt had been a month since I last heard from Adrian, and it should have been the best thing that had ever happened to me.Instead, I was sitting in front of my work laptop, staring at his face on the screen.The man stood behind a podium at the unveiling of his company's newest liquor brand, dressed in a perfectly fitted black suit. Cameras flashed around him as he smiled for the reporters, looking every bit like the respectable billionaire he claimed to be.He looked so far removed from my reality that anyone watching the event would never guess what he was capable of.Of course, he lived in a different world. One filled with money, power, and people who disappeared when they became inconvenient.Maybe I belonged in the latter world, too. After all, I'd seen enough of it to last a lifetime.But apparently, not enough to earn a single phone call.I shifted in my chair and clicked through the pictures from the event, hoping something would inspire me to write. Nothing did. Every

  • Twisted Obsession: The Mafia's obsession.   Firecracker's Threat

    Adrian“Who?” I asked when Mug spoke in his low voice.“Sienna, your girl...” He hesitated, clearly unsure what title to assign to her. “She’s here.”“Just her?”“Just her.”“Then tell her to follow the same protocol as any journalist who wants to speak to me.” I looked out through the floor-to-ceiling windows at the city.“Sir? But—”I turned to him, and the rest of his words died in his throat.“I’m sorry, boss.” He immediately walked away.I turned back to the window.A moment later, Sienna’s voice filtered through the slight opening in the door.“You know who I am,” she said to Mug, most likely.“Boss doesn’t want to see you,” he replied curtly.I heard his footsteps recede, but Sienna didn’t stop.“I’m Sienna. I’m a journalist, and he has my contact. We know each other personally.”“Do you have his phone number? Or at least call him to get permission. If he wanted to see you, he would call and let you in. I’m sorry.”“No, but he can see me,” Sienna insisted.My secretary’s sigh w

  • Twisted Obsession: The Mafia's obsession.   Criminal Workaholic

    SiennaImmediately I stepped foot inside the office, the entire room swarmed toward me, and tension instantly curled in my stomach.Part of me already knew why.Everyone wanted to know what happened to the director. What happened yesterday. How we escaped. What the Reverend did.The problem was that I had no idea where to even begin the story. More importantly, I did not know which parts to bury.As they crowded around me with overlapping questions, I ignored every single one of them and headed straight for the Head of Department’s office.I needed to know what really happened to the director.“Oh, you’re alive.” She practically jumped from her chair the second she saw me. “I was about to report you missing once it reached forty-eight hours. How the hell did the director end up in the hospital? I didn’t think things would get that bad. I thought both of you went there to apologize.”The words rushed out of her so quickly they nearly tangled together.“I don’t know. He left before I did

  • Twisted Obsession: The Mafia's obsession.   Strange Feeling

    AdrianI smirked, knowing the second she snapped out of the feeling she was in, things were going to flip. I’d probably look like shit in the next five minutes. Turning away, I grabbed my ramen, dropped it on the kitchen island. I focused on the ramen and started eating like her eyes weren’t burning holes through my skull.She moved slowly and deliberately.It made me nervous, and I don't feel nervous.She took the stool across from me. Her gaze was heavy, sharp, trying to figure out why I hadn’t made a move. Why I wasn’t already dragging her to my bed and ruining her for anyone else.God knows I wanted to. Every nerve in me screamed to pin her down, the tension in my cock proof enough. I wouldn’t stop until she forgot her own name and only remembered mine.“Not attractive anymore?” Her voice was soft, teasing, the kind of bait women toss when they’re fishing for control.“No.”Her brows lifted slightly, very questioning.“Then why?”“Because we need to talk.”“What could we possibl

  • Twisted Obsession: The Mafia's obsession.   Firecracker

    Adrian“Why the hell do you keep showing up?” she snapped as I turned the corner to her place. “You’ve got a girlfriend—what the fuck are you looking for? Not that I expect loyalty from someone like you.”I let out a low chuckle, the sound slipping past my lips before I could stop it. She was chaos

  • Twisted Obsession: The Mafia's obsession.   Once more?

    SiennaI glared at the man—whose name I still didn’t even know—untied me. My anger simmered, but exploding felt pointless when the person I was furious with was watching me like this was exactly the reaction he expected.The moment my hands were free, a dull ache spread through my wrists. I ignored

  • Twisted Obsession: The Mafia's obsession.   My quirky little thing

    Adrian“Tell the guys to leave. Dominic’s not showing up tonight,” I said to Michael, one of my right-hand men. “Handle the guy, but don’t kill him.”He nodded, and I slipped into my Bentley.Finally, I could focus on the woman beside me.Sienna looked nervous as I shut the door. Surprising. She ha

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    SiennaWorking for eight days straight has to be a violation of my human rights—except I can’t sue anyone but myself. Even my own boss had been telling me to rest. But if I, Sienna Carter, didn’t get to the bottom of this story and publish it, today would have been a bad day for me. I would’ve been

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