Todos los capítulos de Alejandro’s Obsession (English Version): Capítulo 51 - Capítulo 60

By just looking at each other, the air grew heated. Their eyes locked in an unbroken stare, a silent exchange that brimmed with hunger. Alejandro leaned closer to his mia bella and tucked a loose strand of her hair behind her ear, his touch delicate yet claiming. His hand slipped down to her hip, squeezing her gently, the tender pressure pulling a loud moan from Erin’s lips. “Mia amore…” he whispered, his voice rough with both desire and devotion. The passion and affection burned clearly in his gaze as his fingers kneaded the soft curve of Erin’s waist, a reverent touch that carried both hunger and love. His hands roamed her hips, sliding up and down with slow deliberation, a silent message that every inch of her body belonged to him. “Fuck, baby… You’re so desirable,” Alejandro muttered, his control fraying. If not for his restraint, he would have buried himself inside her right then. But no. He wanted to taste her first, to worship her body, to make sure she knew how complet

For days now, Alejandro had been restless, worried sick about Erin. Something about her had shifted—her silence, her distant gaze, the way she avoided him whenever he tried to talk. Whenever he spoke, she would suddenly change the subject or else excuse herself with some flimsy reason, even when it was obvious she had nothing urgent to do. He kept asking himself if he had offended her somehow, but he could recall nothing except their last breakfast conversation.All he had done was ask a simple question about children and pregnancy—he never imagined Erin would take it so seriously. He thought maybe she was just curious, that it had nothing to do with the two of them. Yet the way she had withdrawn afterward left him unsettled. Now, standing outside, he waited for her return so they could finally talk it out. He could no longer endure her silence, the weight of her unspoken words pressing against his chest.The quiet gnawed at him. Days had passed, yet it felt like years. He checked h

People turned into vigilantes because of what was happening across the world. Almost everyone killed was tied to some illegal business. Each corpse carried the same mark—shot clean in the head. Every day the police worked without rest, overwhelmed by the endless bodies scattered like warnings on the streets.Alejandro, Hellion, and Lorenzo showed no mercy. They spared no one. The man orchestrating all this had changed the rules of the game, and the whole world was about to understand it.People stared at the lifeless faces broadcast on television and streamed endlessly on the internet. Fear settled in their bones. Erin had been gone for two days and twelve hours, vanished without a trace, and still no one dared return her to Alejandro. Now he believed fear alone wasn’t enough. He would spread dread wider, deeper, until there was no corner untouched by it. He would not stop.He missed his mia bella so much that sleep had become impossible. Even closing his eyes felt unbearable, and he

“Mommy, wake up!” Erin jerked at the sound, letting out a weak sigh. Painful groans escaped her lips as fire seared across her entire body. Bridgette hadn’t spared her, not once, not even long enough for her to catch her breath, until unconsciousness dragged her down. She had no sense of time anymore—whether hours or days had passed. What she didn’t know was this: it had been five days since Saushia’s men snatched her.She was lucky, at least in one fragile way—her baby seemed unharmed, nudging her awake every hour, almost as though to remind her to stay alive. The evening was falling again, marking her sixth day under Bridgette and her father’s power. “Thank you for waking me, baby,” Erin whispered faintly, one hand resting protectively over her stomach. She had been sleeping nearly eighteen hours at a stretch, and Bridgette found no satisfaction in tormenting someone who was barely conscious.Bridgette was waiting again, eager to resume her cruelty. If Erin could only see herself

Alejandro was preparing for war; his men gathered and armed, ready to strike. He told his brother Hellion firmly not to interfere—this was his battle, his alone. Hellion raised both hands in mock surrender, but his face stayed sharp and unreadable, showing nothing but simmering anger.Nothing could stop Alejandro now. Nothing could stop the three brothers from proving once again just how powerful they were. Once the woman was back in their hands, the bloodshed would end—but everyone knew it wouldn’t be the last. If anyone dared to test their strength again, they would unleash the same wrath without hesitation. Alejandro had brought his army to slaughter anyone foolish enough to stand in their way.He gave only one order to his men: save the Empress and kill every single soul they encountered. Leave no one breathing—except for the witch. Alejandro promised to break that witch apart piece by piece until every last thread of life left her body. His pulse raced; just minutes separated h