All Chapters of The Deadly Obsession: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Sophia’s POVAlessia looked aghast, her mouth opened wide, her eyes brimming with astonishment. She stepped back slowly, her hands clenched by her side."Fiancée?" she whispered, surprised. Her voice was almost inaudible.I smiled smugly while turning my diamond ring on my finger, that low light made it shine. "Of course, darling. And I do not like indeed when girls like you come and nuzzle around my man."Her throat bobbed with emotion as she swallowed. "I…I didn't know.""Oh yes, you did," I answered and cocked my head at her. I took a step closer, frightening her. "Now, I really don't care how innocent you think you are. Girls like you?"I laughed, leaning close enough to see her flinch. "Y'all love to play the victim card. Act all weak and helpless while men fall at your feet. But I see through that little act."Her breath was shallow, but she held her silence. Wise girl. She knew how to read the room.I dragged my painted nails on the couch in frustration. My anger got the best o

Dominic’s POVSophia was barely aware of the door slamming behind her. Her anger, her jealousy. It was all just noise. I stood in the bathroom, hands anchored on either side of the sink, heart rate even, despite the bluster she’d tried to set off. It looked back at me in the mirror. My reflection was sharp, and unreadable. A slow exhale escaped me.This was getting out of hand.I took a towel, dried off the stray droplets of water from my face, and left the bathroom. The bedroom was empty now, and the silence in it was nearly stifling. But Sophia was no longer on my mind.It was Alessia.That woman was beginning to try me.I fastened my shirt, crisp fabric doing little to help my body uncoil. Something about how she had been behaving weird and was starting to get under my skin.Alessia had always resisted me, but this… this was different.She was slipping away.And that just wasn’t going to happen.When I emerged from the room, Matteo was already waiting downstairs, phone in hand, e

Dominic POVAlessia shifted beside me, her bare skin heated against my own. The delicate light from the lamp on the nightstand painted golden lines through her hair, making her look more fragile and untroubled.But my mind refused to rest.As soon as I closed my eyes, I remembered her outburst before we made love and Sophia's attitude when she came to the mansion.I felt it in my gut that Sophia must be into Alessia by now. And Alessia wasn't saying anything. She was either covering for someone or something else. And I needed to know who.I swiftly got out of bed, moving at the slowest speed possible. The sheets rustled, and I froze as she moved, her brow crinkling.“Dominic?” Her voice was a whisper, thick with sleep.I took a deep breath and raked my fingers through my hair. “Go back to sleep, Alessia.”Her eyes remained closed, and she frowned. “Where are you going?”I hesitated. “Just getting some water.”It was not exactly a lie, but it was also not the truth. She a soft hum and

Ella’s POVSomething was wrong.I felt it deep down in my gut, a creeping sense of dread that had been raking at me since the morning. Alessia had ignored my calls and texts. Not one word from her in more than forty-eight hours. That wasn’t like her.She was not the type to merely disappear, not with the twins in play.As for the twins, she embodied overprotective. If something had come up, she would let me know.I pulled up outside the school and gripped the steering wheel so tightly my knuckles went white. It was dismissal time. So the kids start walking out any minute now.I took a steadying breath and stepped out, scanning the crowd of chattering students flooding out onto the sidewalk. My eyes darted from face to face, scanning for two familiar little heads of dark curls.But Lorenzo and Elena weren’t in attendance.I grimaced, heading toward the main entrance. A few kids waved at me. The ones who knew I was a close friend of the twins but I still didn't see them.I got worried a

Ella’s POVThe police station smelled of sweat, discount coffee, and stale cigarettes. I sat on a hard plastic chair, the cuffs finally being removed from my wrists, leaving them sore for an hour, where they had locked me up like a criminal. My patience was as thin as paper, yet I remained quiet, watching the officers crack jokes and laugh like they never intended to take my statement.A balding officer leaned against the counter, devouring a donut, and a younger officer scrolled through his phone. The female officer who had cuffed me stood nearby, grinning at me whenever our eyes met.I cleared my throat. “Are you going to take my statement, or am I just going to sit here all night?”The balding officer hardly looked at me. "Relax, sweetheart. We will get to you when it is your turn.”Sweetheart? I curled my fists into fists. Taking a deep breath, I tried to stay calm.Then, after what felt like forever, the younger officer put his phone down and pulled out a pen. "Alright, let's hea