Semua Bab The Kingpins Obsession : Bab 31 - Bab 40

CHAPTER THIRTY-ONEVincenzo sat reclined in a booth near the back, legs crossed like a king surveying his own kingdom. He was sipping on a glass of whiskey, his dark eyes sweeping the club every once in a while until they fell on me. The quiet intensity behind those eyes made my desire for him bubble up, an intoxicating and heady feeling that made me anxious with each step I took. And I swear, the man was even more handsome now, than the night he’d showed up in my home, and even more handsome than the night I’d slept with him. He was so, fucking good-looking, it was almost criminal and with the way he carried himself, I could tell he knew it. His olive- tan skin seemed to glow under the dim club lights, highlighting the sharp angles of his clean-shaven jaw--dark hair that was perfectly styled, a tailored suit hugging his powerful frame, and the bulge in his pants. I took in a deep breath as I slowed down my pace. I didn’t want to appear too inexperienced with these kinds of situatio

LENA’S POVWith complete disregard for boundaries. Vincenzo kissed me.I should’ve pulled away--I wanted to pull away. My mind screamed for me to stop it, reminding me who he was and where…I was. But my body betrayed me. my heart pounded in my chest like a drum roll. My breath mingled with his as he deepened the kiss, his lips becoming more, and more possessive, and I let my self fall, letting him claim me. Vincenzo was an arrogant bastard. He was dangerous, and I couldn’t let my guard down so easily around him. He’s a criminal, I kept saying in my mind. God knows how many people he’s killed. And yet, here I was, seated in his lap, with his hands on my thighs, letting him pull me down that path of hell.He literally just threatened me because of his stupid money. But the worst part of it all was that I knew he wasn’t lying. From the very beginning, he did nothing but tell me the truth which was an ironic thing to say about a m

VINCENZO’S POVLena was an innocent Lamb who didn’t know just how gritty the dark can be. And this was a sort of, initiation if she was gonna work for me. If she was going to be a part of my world, I needed her to witness for herself firsthand what it truly means to work for me. Tony was a bastard, but his family has been loyal to ours for a long time already. But lately, there’s been some bumps in the road. A tiny bump that has caused a lot of ruckus. I couldn’t say that I was worried, more pissed than worried. But the truth of the matter was that there was a fucking traitor in our ranks. I already knew who it was, and I already had plans to deal with them myself, but Lena didn’t know that. All she knew was that we had business to take care of, and this was her first test. I wanted to test out her abilities for myself. I was a man that dealt with proof rather than facts. And if Lena, could prove just how useful she can be, then perhaps I could bring her along for the

There was no doubting it, Vincenzo had killed that man, and he’d done it as though he were taking care of the morning trash instead of another human being’s life! I felt sick to my stomach, I couldn’t even open my eyes, too afraid that I might see Tony’s lifeless body at my feet. The fear in his eyes felt all too real, realer than anything I’d ever seen before. Because that was death.“Lena!” Vincenzo’s baritone voice cut through the darkness that seemed to tug at my senses. But I couldn’t look up to meet his gaze when he called my name, I felt his presence over shadow me like a veil as the tip of his well-polished shoes appeared in front of me.“Y--you killed him…” my lips trembled softly as I tried to come to terms with what just happened, but how could I? Of course, things like these were normal in their world, and the more I thought about it, the more I realized, I didn’t belong here.But what about Tony? Did he really deserve to die? What if I had been wrong about h

CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE I recounted the night’s events with clinical precision, leaving nothing out. He listened intently, his expression never giving away anything. “And the woman?” father finally asked. I knew he’d bring her up. Nothing went unnoticed by him. “Lena, was it? Why was she there?” My jaw clenched, but I met his gaze without flinching. “She’s valuable.” “Valuable enough to bring her into something so sensitive?” “If I say she is, then she is.” Father leaned back in his chair, the leather creaking under his weight as he regarded me with cold, calculating eyes. “Valuable?” he said slowly, his tone carrying a note of arrogance. “But valuable to whom? To you? Or to this family?” “To both,” I replied, keeping my voice calm, though the tension between us was palpable. “She has a rare talent, and I’ll be the one to cultivate it.” His lips pressed into a thin line. “Don’t be stupid, Vincenzo! You don