The Mafia's Little Obsession のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 41 - チャプター 50

Elena’s Point of ViewBreakfast these days was always a battlefield of silent questions and unspoken motives these days. Sitting across from Nicholas, I watched his knife slice through the steak on his plate with surgical precision. My mind was a swirling mess of ideas on how to ask him about his password without raising suspicion. The stakes couldn’t go any higher. Three days... that was all the time I had left to piece together the puzzle before everything unraveled.“You’ve been acting weird for some time now,” Nicholas’s deep voice cut through my thoughts, startling me. His sharp eyes bore into mine, brimming with concern. “Are you sure you’re okay?”Damn. I had to think fast. Forcing a small, sheepish smile, I reached for my glass of water. “I’m fine. Probably just… you know, that time of the month.”A flicker of discomfort crossed his face, and he quickly nodded, returning his attention to his plate. "Nice deflection, Elena," I thought, but not good enough to keep him from notic

Nicholas's Point Of View The moment Elena’s door slammed shut upstairs, I felt a wave of anxiety wash over me. My hands were clammy as I paced the living room like a trapped animal, cursing under my breath. "Damn it, how did she find out? I needed to act fast." Pulling out my phone, I dialed Alejandro's number, he picked up on the first ring.“She knows!” I barked into the receiver, my voice laced with panic.“Knows what?” Alejandro’s tone was calm but tinged with confusion.“The debt settlement with her father. She knows everything.”A long pause followed before Alejandro asked, “How did she find out?”“Hell if I know!” I growled, running a hand through my hair. “But she’s threatening to leave me, Alejandro. Divorce. She’s dead serious. I can't possibly lose her not now”“Then tell her the truth,” he suggested, his voice infuriatingly steady.“What?” I snapped, incredulous. “Are you out of your damn mind? You think this is the time to get emotionally sentimental?”“No,” Alejandro c

Nicholas’s Point Of ViewThe rain tapped against the windows like a restless intruder. I sat in my study, staring blankly at my open laptop, its screen glowing with data I couldn’t be bothered to read. The silence in the house was deafening, broken only by the distant sound of Elena’s soft sobs, muffled behind her bedroom door. It had been days since she last spoke to me. Days of walking on eggshells and pretending that everything was fine when it was anything but.The knock at my door was a welcome distraction, though I didn’t show it. “Come in,” I called out, my voice sharper than I intended.Alejandro stepped in, his tall frame casual yet composed, as always. “Boss, do you have a moment?”I nodded, gesturing for him to take a seat.“I got the new device you asked me to get for Mrs. De Luca,” he said, pulling a sleek black phone from his jacket pocket. “Also, I’ve installed a tracking device for you to know where she is at all times.”I didn’t respond immediately. My gaze drifted to

Elena's Point Of ViewI woke up to the dull throb of a headache pounding behind my temples, and the bright light streaming through the curtains didn’t help. I groaned, pulling the duvet over my head to block out the assaulting rays of sunlight. But then it hit me, the pillow under my head wasn’t soft. It was warm and… breathing.My eyes shot open, and I froze. I was sprawled across Nicholas’s chest. His bare, hard chest.“Shit,” I whispered under my breath, the memories of last night slamming into me like a freight train. The wine. The laughter. The kiss. My cheeks burned as I pieced it all together.Carefully, I shifted to sit up, clutching the duvet tightly around me. The realization that I was naked under it sent another wave of embarrassment crashing over me. How the hell had this happened?Just as I was about to slip out quietly, an arm snaked around my waist, pulling me back.“And where do you think you’re going?” Nicholas’s deep, husky morning voice stopped me dead in my tracks

Nicholas Point Of ViewThe sound of waves crashing against the shore was almost hypnotic. For the first time in what felt like years, there was no noise from the outside world, no phones ringing, no gunshots, no shouted orders or whispered threats. Just the ocean, the breeze, and her.I glanced at Elena, who walked beside me, her bare feet sinking into the soft sand with every step. She looked out at the horizon, where the sun was beginning its slow descent, casting the sky in hues of gold and crimson. She was quiet, her usual fire dimmed by the weight of everything we’d been through lately.She deserved this. A break. A moment of peace.Hell, we both deserved it.“You’re quiet,” I said, breaking the silence.She glanced at me, her lips curving into a faint smile. “Just trying to take it all in. It’s… beautiful here.”I nodded, shoving my hands into my pockets. “It is. I figured we could use a change of scenery.”Her smile widened, but there was something hesitant in her gaze. “And wh