Semua Bab The Deadly Obsession: Bab 161 - Bab 170

Alessia’s POVThe morning air was thick with tension. Dominic hadn’t said much since the night before, and I could tell something was eating at him. The silence between us had become unbearable, and I was starting to feel the weight of the situation in ways I hadn’t anticipated. The investigation was picking up pace, but so was our internal conflict. Every piece of the puzzle was getting closer to being solved, but neither of us could see the full picture just yet. Owen's statement was really a handful.We sat across from each other in the small, dimly lit office I’d set up. The desk was cluttered with papers, notes, and photographs, all pinned to the walls like a detective’s feverish mind laid bare. I could feel Dominic’s presence even though he didn’t look at me, his eyes fixed on the file in front of him. It was like we were playing a game, but the stakes were much higher than either of us had ever anticipated.“I called in the favors,” he muttered, his voice low but resolute. “Peo

Alessia’s POVI never imagined the day would come when I’d willingly walk into Victor’s mansion again. That house had once been a symbol of everything that broke me, its walls echoing with betrayal. Now, I wasn’t just back. I was back with fire in my veins and justice clenched tightly in my fists.Marco had finally had enough.It happened the night Sophia’s people came for him. They didn’t know he’d survived worse. But they also didn’t know that I was very much capable of fighting back. When he got away—bruised but breathing—he knew what came next wasn’t fear. It was war.“They won’t stop, not until we stop them first,” Marco had said, standing over a table scattered with files, photos, bank slips. His voice was cold, determined.We didn’t need more motivation. Dom and I had been circling justice for weeks, dancing around truth and consequences. But the attack on Marco felt personal. It reminded us that survival wasn't enough. We had to win.“We’re not just exposing Victor,” Dominic s

Dominic's POVAlessia had always been insatiable. She was always looking forward to do it anywhere at all. I had to keep her sane for the sake of our children.I was yet to agree to fully go down on her, but we definitely tried to have phone whenever we can. We had already made plans to go to the UK, but we had to consider the children's education and we planning to go there during the summer.Marco, who I had expected to leave decided that he was going to stay for more days to reconnect and reunite with his sister. I couldn't blame the poor guy. He had been underground for years when he could just come out and see his sister. He had also been making remarkable progress with the twins. They are always in his hair, everywhere, and always making fun of his hair. I think he enjoys being an uncle that much.We have had so many challenges, but right now, I just want peace and quietness. And for the first time in my selfish life, I wanted to settle into it. Not just for Alessia. But for me

Dominic's POV“Kids,” I said, crouching down in front of the twins. “We’re going to have to head home early.”Ella's face dropped dramatically. “But why? Ee are not to leave until Monday.” she said sadly, her eyes dropping."I'm so sorry, but your mum is not feeling to well," I said deadpan. I hate to be the one announcing a bad news.“Is Mom okay?” Eli asked, suddenly serious.I glanced toward the closed door of the bathroom where Alessia had been locked in for nearly half an hour. The sounds of retching had stopped, thankfully, but the worry hadn’t.“Let's just say she’s not feeling great,” I said gently, brushing Ella’s hair back. “So we need to get her to the doctor. We’ll come back another time. Promise.” I said truthfully.The disappointment in their eyes faded quickly when Alessia stepped out, pale-faced but managing a smile. “Sorry, guys. Looks like the the vacation is ruined”Elijah gave her a quick hug. “Get better soon, Mom.”Ella nodded. “And maybe next time we won’t let D

Alessia's POVDominic held the boy, while I scooped the little girl in my arms. The moment I walked in to my house I saw the decoration."Congratulations mom. Welcome home!"I had no tears left to cry as I looked from the decorations to Marco , who scooped Ella into his hands, to Elijah who kept grinning from ear to ear."This is beautiful genuinely," I said, my voice god must betraying how I felt inwardly."And here are your pineapples ma" Dominic said, after keeping the babies in the nursery.They wouldn’t stop teasing me about the pineapple. Equally, Marco handed me a small gift basket—overflowing with pineapples. Dried, candied, canned, juiced, even a plush toy shaped like one.“Really?” I asked with a smile, raising an eyebrow.He smirked. “A token of honor. For the Queen of Cravings.”Dominic added, “Don’t forget the midnight tantrums when we ran out. That’s history right there.”The twins gurgled in my arms like they were in on the joke. I rolled my eyes dramatically, but couldn