Semua Bab The Deadly Obsession: Bab 101 - Bab 110

Dominic's POVI never expected my own wedding vows to taste like poison, but there I stood, my heart pounding like war drums, as the priest cleared his throat and fumbled through the binders.The feeling that I was to marry my enemy made my skin crawl.“Do you, Dominic Rossi,” he began, his voice cracking in the gilded aisle, “take Sophia de Luca—”“Yes, he does,” she said and I raised an eyebrow.“Careful darling,” I said mockingly. “You wouldn't want anyone thinking you're desperate.”She slowly looked around and noticed the awkward glares from the guests. She was lucky she didn't say it out loud.I Snide giggled.“Cut the crap,” Sophia snarled, elbowing my ribs so hard I wanted to laugh out loud. “We don’t have all day, Father. Do your job.”A ripple of gasps, then laughter ran through the rows of mafia dons, politicians, and silent businessmen.The chandeliers above us glittered like a thousand eyes. I slid my gaze to Sophia’s—red lips curved in impatience, dark mascara streaked b

Dominic's POV“Time to toss the bouquet!” one of the ladies screamed, already reaching for the imaginary petals.The guests cheered. I kept sipping from my glass of wine. I had changed to a sweet grape wine.Sophia gave a sweet smile and shook her head like a queen denying a peasant. “No bouquet toss,” she told the host, her voice silk over steel. “Let them wonder who I’ll curse next.”A ripple of laughter flowed. The young ladies didn't find it flattery and some gasped. Others stared. But that was it.When the female host tried to brush it off as Sophia joking. Sophia acted quickly, holding her long flowing dress and climbing the stairs to take the bouquet and walk back down. The old folks laughed.Then the music changed. From sweet to party time. I had my time enjoying the show.The guests danced like it was the last night of their lives.The drink was starting to have an effect on me. I wasn't drunk but I needed every part of my nerves sharp.Soon, it was time to leave with the bri

Sophia's POVWaiting was not fun. Especially when you are distressed. My legs were hurting from pacing around the room.The damn delivery was supposed to be here. What was taking so long?My mind was scattered with different thoughts.I kept pacing and my phone buzzed. I quickly picked it up. I frowned when I saw it was an advertisement.I threw the phone back on the bed and rubbed my forehead. Then a soft knock on the door pulled me from any further murmuring.I walked to the door and exhaled before I opened it. It was the body guard. And he had a parcel in his hand.“For you, madam,” he said and handed the package to me.I took it immediately, hoping no one had looked through it. My eyes scanned the wrapped box, and noticed the tape all over.Then, he gave me the signing pad. I had totally forgotten the delivery man wouldn't be allowed close to me.I signed quickly.“You may leave,” I said and closed the door.The brown box made some noise when I shook it. I checked the order notice

Sophia's POVBy day four, I slipped “morning notes” under his door—petite cards scented with jasmine. Each said something sweet: Good morning, love; I hope your day is bright; Dinner tonight? Each note went ignored. I left silk scarves tied to his pillow, each knot perfect and deliberate. His back was all I saw as he walked away.On day six, I lay on my stomach across the bed, crying into the pillow, the duvet twisted around me. I cursed the contract binding us, the lies that tied his hands, my mounting desperation. I thought of the pregnancy and how little control I had. I swore I’d find another way to force his touch.Later that afternoon, we drove onto his family estate—marble pillars, manicured hedges, the vast lawn sloping down to a private lake. Pride swelled in me. This should have been mine by now—his arms, his attention, his words of love. Instead, when we pulled up, he looked at me with the same distance as always.I noticed Matteo had disappeared. A chill clutched my heart—

Dominic's POVIt had been hard to let Alessia go and worse, picking Sophia. But it was all for the best. I knew Matteo wouldn't let me down.But I had to get rid of Sophia one way or the other. She had been trying so hard to get me to sleep with her.First was the temptation that was useless because I didn't find her attractive. I only had one woman in my heart, and I hurt her badly.Then, she started to spike my drink. I had been watching her from behind, and she didn't notice.That made me suspicious. She couldn't possibly be that sex-starved not to be able to control herself, especially since I never made her feel like I was interested in her.I practically ignored her every day. All that was left was to weaken her financially and in the Mafia world. Then, I would have her to my total will.I smirked as I walked out of the room and down the hallway, walked outside, and got into the backseat of the car.The driver started the engine. We were speeding on the road when I spoke out. “