Todos los capítulos de His Little Obsession: Capítulo 41 - Capítulo 50

Cristiano “You are both useless!” My father snapped, stomping his feet on the floor aggressively. I clutched my fist, my eyes boring holes into his head as I watched him spout out gibberish from his fucking mouth. “Because of your carelessness, we lost billions!” He continued, his eyes hardening on my face. “What were you doing during that time, Cristiano?” He asks, taking a step forward, his jaw tightening. A smile etched on my lips, “Take a guess?” I asked sarcastically, leaning into the couch. “Do you think this is a joke?” He roared, pulling out a pocket knife and throwing it forward. Luca gasped in shock, glancing at my father. I huffed, jaw ticked in fury as my fingers brushed the right side of my face. My lips curled up into a sinister smile, staring at the crimson color on my fingertips. “We are running on losses all because of your stupid mistakes and you think this is a joke?” His voice thundered in the room. “How do you intend to make up for your mistake, huh?” He badg

Cristiano I wore a blank expression, eyes fixated on the road. I could feel his eyes on my face, trying to read my mood. I let out a sharp breath, looking away from the road for a split second. “Shooting lasers from your eyes won’t make me fuck you, Ivan,” I say mockingly, watching the way his eyes dropped in disappointment. He scoffed, crossing his arms. “And who says I want you?” He shot back. I shook my head in amusement, turning my attention to the road. “You were begging me to fuck you seconds back, remember?” I taunted, lips tugging up in a smug smile. He snorted, snapping his neck to the window. “You must have imagined it.” He grunted in annoyance, feigning ignorance. It was no surprise he would say something like that. Trust him to deny his own words. His pride was hurt by my rejection and it was interesting watching him lose control over his emotions. I had no intentions of playing hard to get, but he needed to learn his lesson. I had to remind him who was in charge of hi

Cristiano “Is the car ready?” I asked Lorenzo standing beside me and he nodded in response. I gulped my drink down my throat, watching the whore strolled down the staircase in a transparent low drop green dress. She didn’t disappoint in her looks. Always ready to show the world she was a whore. I didn’t fucking care if she was embarrassing me and smearing our family name in the gutter. Heck, I didn’t care if she followed me naked to the party as long as she doesn’t try her stupid tricks on me tonight. “I’m ready.” She beamed, turning around and shaking her ass in front of me. I slammed the glass down, rising to my feet. I pounced on her, throwing her disgusting body to the sofa and pressing my hand on her neck. She yelped in horror, kicking her legs in the air to get out of my grasp. “Please…” she choked back a sob, struggling to breath as my grip tightened around her neck. I rolled my tongue around my teeth, breathing sharply. “Keep your hands to yourself tonight and your body ou

Ivan I swallowed slowly, staring at his eyes. “I want you,” I said in a low tone, hand reaching for his face, but he slapped it away. “Don’t I know that already?” He snapped, a line forming on his forehead, “Tell me something else, Ivan.” He coerced, eyes softening as he pushed my body back, rubbing my thigh with his groin. He was erected, so was I. “Something you know I want to hear…” He muttered, his lips teasing mine, and his hands moving inside my tank top. I shut my eyes, breathing deeply as I thought of what he was dying to hear. “Something you keep denying, Ivan.” He adds, biting my neck and flickering his tongue along my collarbone. I squeezed my legs together, trembling under his touch. No matter how many times he touches me, I couldn’t get over how addicted his kisses were.“I…” I began, words catching in my throat as he lowered his lips, tugging the top of my shirt with his hand. He hummed in response, teasing me with his wet kisses. I knew what he wanted, at least an i

Ivan “But you said—“ he presses a finger on my lips, cutting me off. I inhaled sharply, the bitter taste of the substance knocking my senses off. It wasn’t Coke. I had no idea what it was, but it was strong. Something new. Maybe one of Giovanni's new products.“I know what I said, Ivan…” he drawls, rubbing his thumb along my lips. “You’re going to break your promise to me tonight and get punished for it.” He smiles cruelly, tilting my chin up. “Why am I getting punished when I didn’t willingly break my promise, Tiano?” I asked quietly, taking my lower lip into my teeth. He groans, eyes following my every move. “Less talking.” He snaps, pulling me to my feet and straddling me on his lap. I leaned forward, pressing my lips to his neck. He hissed, his grip on my waist tightening. “You’ve a tattoo?” I asked, licking the inked part slowly. It was surprising he wasn’t covered in tattoos like most mob bosses, but more surprising that I was only finding an inked word on his neck now. We h