All Chapters of Don Alessandro's Obsession : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

**ALESSANDRO'S POV**I didn’t feel the pain of the glass cutting into my skin.I didn’t hear the last of the gunfire or the shouts of my men closing in.All I saw and felt was her—the lingering taste of her lips on mine, her blood darkening her dress, her body slumping into mine with a smirk on her pale, bloodstained lips.“Dio mio,” I breathed, catching her before she collapsed fully.I used my left arm to lock around her waist, and fired my pistol at the bastard who'd aimed for me with my right hand.My men stormed over, shouting, weapons raised. “Boss!”“Carlo, secure the perimeter! Matteo, get the car, now!” I barked, my voice hard even though my chest felt like it was cracking open.Gael, my second in command, ran over. I pointed at the unconscious bastard that shot me. “I want him alive. I'll kill him myself after Elena is fine.”As if she heard her name, she whimpered softly in my arms, and that sound nearly undid me.Her blood was on my hands. Literally. And I hated how warm it

**ELENA'S POV**The first thing I registered was the pain. I moved slightly with a soft groan as I woke up.Looking around, I saw that I was in a private room but what caught my attention was Alessandro and Rosario, both of them asleep on the small sofa in the room.The dark circles under Alessandro's eyes told me that he had had a long night and the way he hugged Rosario tightly even in his sleep melted my heart.I was so carried away with looking at the two most important men in my life that I didn't notice the growing wet patch on Alessandro's pants.“Cazzo!”Alessandro swore violently as he jerked awake, stumbling to his feet with panicked eyes, carrying Rosario.It was then I realised that Rosario had peed on his father.“What the—”I couldn't help the snicker that escaped my lips despite the pain it caused me.Alessandro’s shocked face was priceless and I wished I could take a photo.Rosario started crying, after being startled awake but I kept quiet and watched to see how Aless

**ELENA'S POV**It's the fifth day since I got shot and I was losing my mind. The real torture was this hospital bed I was forced to stay in.I would shoot myself again if it meant I could leave this bed and this hospital.Alessandro didn't bring me any gadgets—as if solitude was a prescription—so I've been stuck with reading medical books from the nurses that had pity on me.Well, at least I know how to take better care of Rosario since I've been through a lot of paediatric papers.“God, I am losing my mind.” I muttered to myself.As if on cue, the doctor walked in for my regular evening check up.“Doctor, please discharge me.” I ordered.“Mrs Moretti, I can't do that.” He said as he looked at my charts.“Then I’ll rip out my stitches and let you explain it to Alessandro. Want that on your conscience?” I threatened.I was through sitting here like an idle housewife.“Mrs Moretti—”“You have three seconds to decide, doctor. Will you or will you not?” I smiled coldly. I meant business.

They dragged me to a doctor that kept me breathing just long enough to throw me into a cell that reeked of blood and death. I didn't know how long I was out for but when I came to, I saw that I wasn't the only one there.My cell had three hollow-eyed kids, two girls and a boy. They sat huddled in a corner as they watched me, their pale skin and bony limbs showing obvious signs of malnourishment.That was the beginning of the nightmare. Until I recovered, the three kids took turns being sent out to fight.The smallest girl never came back. A much smaller boy took her place. The second to never return was the other boy. Then the new boy vanished too.As soon as I recovered, they pitted me against the remaining girl in my cell.It was then killing became the only way to survive.I could still remember the smile she gave me as her blood drained from her body. The last thing I remembered before I fainted was the thank you she mouthed as life left her.I squeezed my eyes shut as I tried to

**ELENA'S POV**The door slammed shut behind Alessandro, and I felt the sound echo in my chest .I was still trembling, my body caught between leftover heat and embarrassment as I fixed my nightie under the covers.Rio stood at the edge of the bed, clutching his stuffed lion. His big brown eyes darted between me and the bathroom door.“Mamma?” he whispered, his curls sticking up in all directions.I forced my lips into a smile that didn’t quite reach my bones. “Come here, amore.”He scrambled up onto the bed, all warm limbs and sleep-heavy weight, and pressed himself into my side. I gathered him close, breathing in his scent and letting him anchor me back to something pure. My heart steadied against his tiny chest."I've missed you, mamma.""Me too, my prince. Me too."I heard water running in the bathroom. I shut my eyes, but all I saw was his mouth on my skin, the command in his voice, the way my body betrayed me by craving him even now.I hated him for it.I hated myself more.Rosa