บททั้งหมดของ The Kingpin's Obsession: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

Chapter 11“What restaurant do you work at? I should come over once in a while. Do they sell good food?” Tim asked.“No, they don't. You would distract me; I don't need you there.”“Okay, whatever you say, your highness. Please tell me I'm not the only one getting weird messages from this Bella girl.”“You too? She has been blowing my phone up, saying we should come for this exhibition thing that will gain us more credits for this course.”“Hmmm. Ivy, you're doing it all wrong. She's going to know the last drawing isn't your work if you draw like that.”“Well then, Mr. Perfect, you should probably do my homework for me again. This time, come up with a different concept.”“Don't patronize me! I wasn't the one who slept off when I should be doing my assignment.”“Shut up and let me focus, Tim.” “What are we doing? We are always at each other's necks almost every day. This isn't how it used to be.”

Chapter 13 Cindy stared into oblivion as two men wrapped her stepfather up in transparent plastic. She sat on the floor by the dumpster at the back of KlubRush. She watched them carry her father and scrub the floor clean. Anyone who passed here wouldn’t even know a man was killed just minutes ago. Though he deserved it, murder was murder. She knew these people all too well; they could make her disappear—hell, they could make anyone disappear, just like they did Nasty. It was an untold truth that Nasty got messed up in some business she shouldn’t have, so she was taken out. They had told all the girls that Nasty found love and got married, but it was a lie from the pit of hell. Now Ivy comes to replace Nasty. Ivy! Where is she? I hope they don’t hurt her. “Cindy, here. This will flush your system out and rid you of any unwanted stuff he might have put in you.” Ryan handed her some drugs and a bottle of water. Ther

Chapter 15 TRIGGER WARNINGThe door creaked as Paul let himself into Cindy's room. He was drunk to a stupor. "Are you awaaakk-eee, Cin... Cindy?" he asked. Cindy was lying on her bed, pretending to be asleep, but she was wide awake.He held her cheek as he lay beside her. "Why can't your mother be this peaceful and beautiful, you witch?" He caressed her neck, going down to her bosom. Nothing was obstructing him; all Cindy wore was a baggy top and shorts.He reached her breasts, playing with her nipples. "I know you are awake, Cindy. You are a slut, just like your mother. You like what I do to you, don't you?"Cindy opened her eyes, looking at him. "Raise your head," he ordered. She did, and he lifted her top off her body. She was young, but she could see the lust in his eyes. Somehow, she got off of the feeling. She always felt she was not pretty enough for men; she had low self-esteem. Her mother broke her confidence.

Chapter 17Cindy headed out to the store, determined to find the wallet and uncover its secrets. Unbeknownst to Cindy, she had dropped the receipt she squeezed between her hands.---Ryan looked at the picture in his hands; it was of a little girl named Cindy, a girl he had met years ago. He couldn't believe he didn't recognize her at all. How could one person change that much? She looked so different now—she was an adult.Years back, when Alex and Ryan were still in their teens, there was a civil war going on in the American syndicate about who would take over after old Mr. Donatello. Alex found out there was evidence or information somewhere that could help him lay total, undoubted claim to the throne.Alex, who had been friends with Ryan from way back, instructed Ryan to find it for him on the condition that he would be the second in command after Alex took the throne. Young Ryan got intel on the escapades of one of old Mr. Donatello's associates, who was in support of the Mexican

Chapter 19“What's your name?” “Cindy,” she said as he grinned widely.“Have you ever gone to school, Cindy?” “I stopped when I was seven, sir.”“Call me Anthony.” Cindy nodded. “As of today, you will be homeschooled. Everything you need will be provided by me. Do you like that?” he asked.Cindy nodded. “If you would like to further your education, I will pay for it, but it depends solely on you. Right now, all you need to do is focus on your studies.”Cindy then received an education. She felt indebted to Anthony; she grew up under his care. She had never received compassion like she did from Anthony anywhere else. She did everything and anything to make him proud.Years later, Cindy grew into a fine woman. She chose not to further her education but to go into business with Anthony, her helper, and she did her job well. You may be wondering what led our dear Cindy—who was starting to do well—into the world of stripping. Anthony, who was the head of the Mexican mafia, needed a