All Chapters of His Blue-Eyed Obsession (The Mafia Don And The Nun): Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Diva’s POV When we got to the office, the doctor asked me to have a seat.I thought within me, sitting down on that chair won’t make me achieve what I came here to do. Fucking the doctor.Haaa, I feel dizzy, I muttered, rubbing my head and trying to maintain my balance.The doctor rushed to me, lending a hand for support, and he guided me to a bed, by the adjacent side of his desk.I lay down there, still pretending like someone who is truly sick. If there is one thing I am good at, it is acting. The doctor picked some equipment from his desk to use on and examine me.He wrapped some around my arm and checked. And then he used the stethoscope to examine my heartbeat.He placed the stethoscope on my chest again, and that was the perfect time, I reached for his hand.Doctor, that's not where it hurts. I guided his hand with the stethoscope to my breast. This is where it hurts. It feels so hard that it’s hurt me.The doctor immediately retrieved his hand. He looked at me, and an idea o

Lorenzo’s POVThe abandoned garage is filled with faulty cars, trucks, buses, and piles of spare parts. The oil spills the floor like it was grass. I, the most ruthless mafia, stood in the middle, while I watched my right-hand man, Mateo, run inside the garage.He breathed out heavily, his chest rising and falling like someone had just run a relay race. He tried to catch his breath. “Your message came in when I was about to enter your private zone, boss. I ran here as fast as I could.”“Someone wants me dead before morning,” I said.His eyes scanned my body, understanding the weight of my words.“Are you all right, boss?” he asked, worry laced in his voice.“I am fine, but I don’t think he will be fine,” I said.Mateo’s eyes shifted to a corner in the garage. That was when he noticed the man I had tied up on a pole. His hands were tied while his whole body was swinging left and right; his legs barely touching the floor.His body was covered with blood, his lips bruised, abd face was s

Lorenzo’s POV I had woken up in the middle of the night to think about what to do and all that just happened this past few hours but the other side of the bed was empty,my hand touched on her side of the bed but it was cold. I was the only one lying there.Alarmed that someone might have hurt blue eyes, I sprang up to search for her, but I regretted the way I had stood up. My ass finds the bed back as pain strikes my chest, the very place I was shot.When I saw the pain had relieved me a little, I stood up,not hurriedly but slowly. I checked the kitchen, but she wasn’t there. I checked the bathroom, and it was empty too. I was about to walk out to check the corridor when I saw someone lying on the floor of the other side of the bed.I stared at her as she folded herself on the bed cover. The floor was cold, something in me shifted. The thought that she had sacrificed her space for me made my heart race.I scrunched low,tried tocarry her up to the bed,but I couldn’t,my arm still hurt.

Sophia’s POVI stood in front of the mirror, looking at the identical image of myself. I smiled weakly. Today, I am going to do all that I have meant to do all this time. My boss and I have been having sex. I decided to be confident and tell him a piece of mind. I am not a play toy, and he should not make me one. He thinks he can just have me anytime he wants and leave me there without saying any words. This between us has to stop.I had settled for a wine-red dress; it hugged my body so tight that my curves were all out. It was classy but bold and modest enough to reach my knees, with short sleeves. I paired it with a slim black belt, a black bag, and black heels—not too high, but enough to make me feel confident.I tied back my hair in a low bun, one that fit my face so perfectly. I quickly said a quick prayer before heading out.At the front of the hostel stood Leonard, his leg crossed while his back rested on the car, his hand swinging the car key. When he saw me, he smiled.“Your

Selena’s POVI sat down gently on my chair, my hands placed on the files I was working on. My fingers moved quickly on the computer as I replied to urgent emails on behalf of the manager.It had been days since I last saw my boss, Lorenzo. Days with no drama from his baby mama. Days without sex with Mr. Sinner. I had cried and yelled for days like a lost child in the woods. I hated Lorenzo so much for making me feel this way, for making me feel used, for making me feel abandoned, and for discarding me like trash, like I meant nothing to him. Maybe I actually meant nothing to him.My new boss has been nothing like him. It has just been work and more work. At least he doesn’t give me extra tasks or punish me for talking to another male. The staff at work have been so nice and friendly too.Benita and I have grown closer and talked out our differences. She is actually a sweet soul. She calls me every lunch break to get something to eat. And Max is now dating Benita. It was crazy when he