All Chapters of His Father's Obsession, I fell in love with his son. : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

It was strange to see Antonio step into my bathroom. The only time he did that was when he wanted to stay longer than necessary or even spend the night in my room. I wasn’t even prepared for any of the options right now. I just needed my space to process all that had played out tonight at the dinner. I mean, that was enough thoughts for the night. Right?Seeing that he was out of sight, I quickly took the phone from the night stand where he had placed it and spoke in hushed tones into it. Luckily for me, Elena was still on the line. Such a sweet girl!“Elena, we have to talk some other time. Antonio is in the room,” I whispered.“What?” She gasped like it was a gross injustice that had been done to her.“I got to go, talk later," I added hastily and dropped the call immediately.I was just about to put the phone down when Antonio’s voice sliced through the quiet like a blade.“Who were you talking to again?” He asked with a deep and prolonged emphasis on the last word as he approa

The next morning, Giovanni Romano stepped out of the house to pay the two apprehended guys a visit at his warehouse where they were being dealt with mercilessly.His thickly wrapped cigar was in between his fingers as he puffed slightly throttled like he was floating in the air. His men stood on alert, lined along the walls in silence with their heads bowed as he passed.He didn’t need to speak in order to elicit such a response but his presence alone was enough to hush the whispers. The silence deepened as his polished shoes echoed against the cement floor and as he moved, he could hear the muffled groans before he even reached the back room.The two captives were strung up against one another, each one tied to a separate steel chair, ankles shackled to the floor, arms bound behind them with rough, knotted rope that had bitten into their skin. Blood had dried in messy streaks along their jaws and shirts, staining them in red and brown layers, even their shirts had been torn open, t

When I raised my head to look at the time on the bed side table, I couldn’t believe my eyes at what I saw staring back at me. It seemed like time had developed many legs and flown a million meters in milliseconds because how on earth would it be 9 am in the morning when I had only just slept some minutes ago.I couldn’t believe that day had broken so bad that it seemed the sun’s ray was now looking for whom to torture and even though, based on my position in the company, I had the privilege to work remotely, I just hadn’t considered that option.“Son of a bitch!” I snapped at nothing in particular with my phone in hand. I looked at my phone and saw that it popped with six missed calls already which I knew would be from Robert. I ran my hand over my face and widened my eyes immediately at the roughness my chin had. It was shocking to see that my beards struggled for a chance to be seen and that was no good but I had no time to run some shaving cream over it.Splashing some water ove

My phone buzzed for the umpteenth time in one minute. I didn’t even have to look at the screen for long to know that it was Elena who was calling. She had been on my tail with the tale of some random woman who stopped by the club and asked after me.And so, Elena’s name had been flashing across it all morning like some cursed alarm clock that refused to quit. I almost ignored it but curiosity to know why she persisted made me swipe the screen.“Elena,” I sighed, pressing the phone to my ear.Her voice came fast and tight like she needed to get her words out urgently. “Carol, listen to me,” she began with a strong authority in her voice. She usually used that tone whenever she wanted me to take whatever she wanted to say seriously.“Come on, Lena. Not that tone again,” I protested but she was in that mood already.“The woman from before, your mother’s best friend… she’s asking to see you, urgently!” She spewed like she was pissed but I know her too well to know that she wasn’t.“And

“Tell the driver to stop you at the destination in the paper I will hand to you,” I explained.“What am I to do there?” She asked with a shaky voice that pictured the depth of her fears but I wasn’t moved at all by the sound of it.“Wait for my orders,” I answered curtly and quickly moved to the drawer to get something to scribble the address on.Yanking a piece of paper from the insides of one of my fancy jotters on the table, I scrolled through my phone and started writing ceaselessly on the paper in my hand. I even struggled a bit with balancing the paper on my palms but that didn’t deter me at all. Suddenly, as though my hair had been pulled backwards, I shot my head up and glanced at Clara like she had just descended from a realm that had strange inhabitants in it.“No way!” I gasped, chewing on the bottom of my pen pensively. “I got a better idea but I fear that the night will close in on us,” I added looking at Clara with great expectation for a good response.“Errmm…erm…I do