All Chapters of The Deadly Obsession: Chapter 81 - Chapter 85

Alessia's POVHe waited no longer and kissed me passionately. His hands held tightly onto my waist, pulling me closer still.I gasped softly as his hands grasped my behind and slipped under my dress.My hands repaid in kind by sliding into his soft hair.How I loved how he kissed me—he wasn’t half-starved and I wasn't the only thing keeping him alive. His fingers trailed down my spine agonisingly slow, under the silk, revealing me inch by inch as if he wanted to memorise the skin.I grabbed his shirt, yanked it off quickly, pushed him back until his knees hit the bed behind him.He sat there breathless, but hesitated.Was he holding part of himself back?“I don’t want to take advantage when you’re like this,” he muttered from his thighs, his hands flexing.“You’re not.” I sat on his lap, I centered myself over his leg, I ground against his cock, and I touched every sexy part of his body that I knew would drive him insane. “You’re just what I need right now. Enough of the gabbing, take

Dominic's POVThe bed was cold.I rolled over to the sides, feeling the sheets with my hand. That wasn't right. I should have felt warmth, not the cold sheets.I hoped that I was dreaming when I opened my eyes, but I was awake. She wasn't there.The pillow still has her sweet scent, and I sniffed it silently. I was hooked.I sat up, and the blanket fell down my waist. The room was too quiet. I missed her presence. Especially her warm blush on her cheeks and giggle.I got out of bed and felt the cold hit my skin. It was nice, and I let my feet touch the floor. My hands unconsciously massaged my neck, and I headed to the bathroom for a nice warm bath.Alessia was probably with Ella and the twins.The warm bath was out of the option because I hated it. Alessia had a likeness to having hot water with the same heat that could boil a chicken alive.I settled for the cold shower and washed up. When I got out of the bathroom, I had a towel fastened around my waist and entered the empty room.

Dominic’s POVThe applause was thunderous. Flashbulbs popped like firecrackers, ricocheting off the immaculate blue-and-white campaign banners, which shrieked, "Reclaim Lazio with Donovan Marchetti!"The governor stood at the podium, his hands raised as if to preach to a cathedral, as the cheers from the crowd enveloped him.“Together,” he said into the mic, his voice all rich, trained and buffed, “we’re going to bring dignity, power and family values back to this great nation!”They ate it up. As usual. How could people be so dumb? Maybe, if I ever wanted to retire, I would take the politician line to retire. All I had to do was keep wearing nice suits and practice my lies every day for three hours maximum.I watched the middle-aged suburban couples waving small flags, the camera crews on platforms, and staffers buzzing with pride. Kids were on the shoulders of their parents or relatives. There were also the boomers clutching campaign merchandise. Some even had tears in their eyes.I