Todos os capítulos de The Kingpins Obsession : Capítulo 61 - Capítulo 70

LENA’S POVI sighed for the one hundredth time tonight, my elbows were propped up on the table as I rubbed the side of my temples, just staring down at the open textbook in front of me like some miracle would happen. The words seemed to dance about in the dim lights. Clinical Psychology was no joke, that’s one thing for sure, and with our finals coming up February next year, I figured I’d do some reading to kill time, slacking off was not even an option for me. I’ve managed to maintain my CGPA, and scholarship for this long, it would be a slap to the face if I lost it now. But the words on the pages made my head do flips. With an annoyed grunt, I pushed back from my desk, the legs of the chair scrapping across the wooden floors as I stretched my arms above my head, trying to shake off the study lazies. My head rested on the back of the chair as I stared up at the celling. Thinking about my life after now.My apartment was quiet like always, save for the occasional rustling of papers a

To Nancy, there wasn’t anything special about this woman. If anything, she saw herself as being far more beautiful compared to this other woman. She wasn’t even rich, neither of her parents held any kind of power in their world. she was a nobody. But not to matter, she would be out of the picture soon, and Vincenzo would have no other option but to come crawling back into her waiting arms. LENA’S POV I’ve been thinking about what I will do when I get to Vincenzo’s office all day. It occupied most of my thoughts so much so that I couldn’t even be bothered with the lectures. Not even Professor Wilson could break through my thoughts. I am in such a mess right now. Gripping onto my bag, I stared at the screen. Vincenzo’s office address was bold. Letting out a deep sigh, I stood at the edge of the street, arms stretched out to hail a cab. “Taxi-“ I called, but my words were pushed back when a black van pulled up in front o

VINCENZO’S POV“…the number you are trying to reach is currently unavailable…” came the female operator's voice.“FUCK!! What the hell happened?” I yelled, tossing my phone aside. My grip on the steering turned rigid.“Calm the fuck down Vincenz--wooh!” Lorenzo yelled as he braced himself, gripping the dashboard.I swerved past the cars on the street. Lorenzo yelled at me to slow down, but I couldn’t. Lena’s phone was out of reach, I didn’t know where she was, and I didn’t know if she was okay.That alone was enough to send me into a fucking tailspin.I took another sharp turn, causing Lorenzo to curse. “Jesus Christ, Vince! Are you trying to get us killed? Because at this rate we’ll be dead before we even get the chance to find her!”“Then shut the fuck up and let me drive!” I snapped.I didn’t need his damn commentary. I needed answers, and I needed them now. “You don’t get it, Lorenzo. Someone fucking took Lena. You should have seen her place.

I gulped softly, the bobbing of my throat sounding louder in my ears.“Kiss…me?” My hands froze in the soapy water as I repeated the words.I should say something. Anything.Tell him no.Tell him yes.Tell him I didn’t know.But instead, I stood there, letting the moment stretch between us, tension crackling like a live wire.“Say something,” he urged, his lips hovering near my ear, his voice nearly a whisper.I turned the faucet off, remembering money doesn’t fall from the sky. I turned my head just slightly, enough to meet his gaze from the corner of my eye.“What if I say yes?” I asked softly. Feeling a little bit bolder now.Luke’s eyes darkened, his jaw tightening as if restraining himself. His fingers lightly brushed my hip, his touch featherlight but I felt it like a current through me.“Then you won’t mind if I don’t hold back,” he said.I let out a shaky breath as I turned fully to face him, my back pressing against the sink.

JAZZThe warm morning sun slipped in through the cracks of the window blinds, the sunlight casting soft golden streaks across my bedroom. But unlike the other days, today feels different for some reason. Maybe it was because I had a wonderful time with Luke last night. I could still feel him on me as I stretched lazily in bed, a slow smile curling onto my lips as the memories of last night came back like a flood, reigniting the fire that nearly burned me, but in a good way. Oh, this feeling, it was more than just good. I still couldn’t believe it myself, but then it was hard to ignore the way my skin still tingled from Luke’s touch lingering in the places he kissed me. Just thinking about it made me sigh wishfully, the way he whispered my name against my lips. It all felt so freaking unreal—too good to be true. But it did happen.I turned over expectantly, the smile on my face still evident, although I still hadn’t opened my eyes. “Good mor...ning?” my smile slipped, because