Semua Bab Deadly Obsession: A Dark Mafia Stalker/Kidnapping Romance: Bab 1 - Bab 8

I held out the photographs in front of my face, reading the information that was written on them. I could feel my heart leap to my throat, and my blood run cold as the innocent lives that had been murdered stared back at me from their pictures.The first picture was of a black man with brown eyes and black, afro-textured hair, wearing a white vest. The picture was taken at the crime scene. There was a bullet mark in his chest, and his vest was soaked with blood. The blood had pooled around his body.I looked down at the case notes to learn more about who this man was.ALFONZE MICHAEL.19 years old.Shot outside of Hunter’s Lane.Known to have a crack addiction.Deceased.The second picture was of a white woman with platinum blonde hair, porcelain colored skin and bright blue eyes. She was wearing a salmon pink maxi length dress, and she had also been killed. Her picture was also taken at the crime scene, and yet again, there was no evidence left behind…LILY GRAHAM.30 years old.Shot

A moment of regret washed over me as my mama’s sad face bored into my eyes. I had an obligation as a daughter to look after her and provide her with what she needed.It broke my heart watching my mama grow older, watching her lose her memory more and more, day by day.And the fact there was nothing I could do to stop it just screwed with my mind to the point of no fucking return.But then I remembered how many lives had been lost to the Russian Mafia.I couldn’t be selfish.I needed to bring them to justice.“They’ll take great care of you, Mama, I promise,” I said, squeezing her hands in mine. “Let’s go.”I got to my feet, and began wheeling my mother out of my apartment, ready to make my way to the care home where I was going to drop her off. I knew my boss would make sure she was well-provided for while I was gone. It was the least he could fucking do, and he’d been good to me while I’d been working this job, so I never, ever doubted him and his generosity for one second.I was goi

Brett exhaled a sigh, and then took his head into his hands. “Maya, you know what Hazel is like,” he said, exhausted, his voice strung with venom and bitterness. “She’s a desperate bitch! She turned up to my apartment unannounced and threw herself at me! I didn’t do anything back!”“I don’t know what to believe anymore,” I replied miserably, feeling dejected. I always saw the good in people, and deep down, my heart was telling me that Brett wasn’t capable of cheating on me…because I knew how much he loved me after how much he always told me over and over.But actions speak louder than words. I replayed what I just saw in the room in my head, and I realized that I hadn’t really seen Brett doing anything back with her, so maybe his side of the story did add up, after all. Either way, I didn’t fucking care. What was it to me if he’d been cheating or not? I came here to put an end to whatever me and Brett had, and I couldn’t let my emotions get the better of me. I’d been waiting to do thi

Then I dusted myself off, slipped into a towel, and dried my hair. I made my way to my closet to pick out something to wear. I settled on a short black skirt with a long-sleeved white blouse, and black tights. I put on some red lipstick and straightened my jet black hair, and left one button undone so that a little more skin was on display, since Boss had said that men like Donte thought with their dick. Looking sexy would play to my advantage.I didn’t really enjoy wearing ultra-revealing outfits because I had a huge scar on my leg, a mark from my past I was really insecure about, which was why I always wore tights to cover it if I was wearing a skirt. Otherwise, I’d just wear trousers.I stared at myself in the mirror, deliberating over how I looked. I smoothed my hands over my ass, trying out several different poses in the mirror to see how I looked from every angle. I was a really indecisive woman, and it took me forever to be satisfied with how I looked before I left home.“I loo