All Chapters of Torn by Obsession : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

The dawn of a new day broke over the city, the first rays of sunlight slicing through the horizon. It felt like a rebirth, a shift that was as much internal as it was external. The weight of the past still lingered in the air, but for the first time in a long while, there was a sense of possibility—of something new. Something they could build together.Rafael sat on the edge of the bed, his hands gripping the cool sheets beneath him, his mind still racing from everything that had transpired. The victory over Silas, the confession he had made to Sophia—it all seemed like a whirlwind, a storm that had passed and left them standing in the aftermath, uncertain of what came next.Sophia stirred beside him, her soft breath the only sound in the still room. The remnants of her nightmare clung to her like a shadow, but she was slowly waking up, her body stretching as she turned toward him. Her eyes met his with a softness that almost startled him. She had always been strong, always had a fire

The air in the room seemed to thicken, the tension hanging between them like a storm cloud waiting to burst. Damian’s presence was an unwelcome reminder of a time Rafael had tried to bury, but now, with the past crashing back into their lives, there was no escaping it. Rafael knew, deep down, that this confrontation was inevitable, even if he had hoped for a different outcome.Sophia remained by his side, her fingers brushing against his, a silent promise of solidarity. But even her calm presence couldn’t mask the unease in the air. She could feel it too—the weight of their past, the unspoken dangers creeping closer."I’m not doing this for you, Rafael," Damian said, his voice cutting through the silence. "I’m doing this because the people behind this are too powerful. You’ve made enemies, and now they’re coming for everything you’ve built."Rafael’s jaw tightened. "And you think you can just waltz back into my life after disappearing for years and offer me protection? After everythin

The air was thick with tension, and Rafael felt every inch of it as they moved through the penthouse, the plan already set in motion. He had trusted Damian with his life, and now that trust had been shattered, replaced by a dangerous new resolve. Marco, who had been by his side for years, walked with him as they left the apartment, their steps quick and purposeful. Rafael wasn’t sure where they were headed exactly, but he knew one thing for certain—this was no longer just about survival; it was about eliminating every threat standing in his way.Sophia, her hand clutching his tightly, walked beside him. There was a quiet strength in her demeanor, one that mirrored his own. But beneath that strength, he could sense her fear—the same fear that churned in his gut. They were entering a battle with no guarantee of victory, and yet, there was no turning back.As they reached the elevator, Marco pressed the button, his eyes darting nervously to the security cameras in the hallway. It was all

The warehouse was a massive, shadowed structure, a relic of an era when the city’s underworld thrived on secrecy and power. As Rafael parked the car, he felt the familiar, unsettling rush of adrenaline flood his veins. Every fiber of his being was tuned to the anticipation of what was about to unfold. This was not just a battle for survival—it was a final confrontation with his past. With Damian. With the ghosts that had haunted him since childhood.Sophia’s grip tightened on the door handle, her face pale from the tension. The air between them had shifted again, and this time, there was no denying it. The stakes were higher than ever, and the danger was real. She had come so far, grown so strong alongside him, but tonight was different. They were stepping into a firestorm.Rafael’s hand lingered on the car key as he shut off the engine, his gaze locked on the warehouse’s towering silhouette. It seemed so deceptively quiet, a deathly silence surrounding the building. But he knew bette

The tension in the air was palpable as Rafael stood face to face with Silas. The man who had once been his mentor, his guide, the one who had shaped his every move in the underworld. And now, here they were—on opposite sides, but still bound by a shared history, a history that had been riddled with lies, secrets, and half-truths. Rafael could feel the weight of Silas’s gaze, the years of mentorship between them hanging heavy in the air. But the trust that had once existed between them was shattered, replaced with doubt and suspicion. How could Rafael have been so blind? How could he have not seen the web of deception that had been carefully woven around him?Sophia stood beside him, her hand resting gently on his arm. She had been with him through the darkest of times, and now, she was here—at his side as they faced the man who had played a significant role in shaping the monster Rafael had become.“What do you want, Silas?” Rafael’s voice was cold, sharp with anger and betrayal. “Yo