All Chapters of THE DEVIL'S OBSESSION : Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

[somewhere in ROME, 8:45 AM]As Alessia Rivera emerged from the lift, her heels made a gentle sound against the immaculate tiles of the Rivera's Enterprises building, and she gripped the edge of her notepad. Her anxieties begged her to maintain a calm expression and even breathing, but she was unable to do so."Are you okay?" her PA, Mike, asked beside her while glancing sideways."I will be," she replied with a half-smile. "It’s just a routine presentation," he whispered.Alessia grinned. "Routine? Except for the fact that we will be meeting the company’s new majority investor." "Just calm down already. You've got this like always. He whispered, and then she smiled."Well, thank you for motivating me, but just so you know, this is one of the newest yet biggest achievements, if earned, so I have to be nervous. I hope everything is set already." She said as she swallowed hard while she applied her lipstick to the lip. She'd heard the rumours about the shadowy figure buying up tech

[SOMEWHERE IN PARIS, 9:30 PM – THE SCOTT MANSION]"Miss Alessia."The guards and maids bowed slightly as she walked through the grand iron gates into the mansion.She gave them a tight smile, the kind you wear like a mask, and kept walking.Her heels echoed through the marble hallway, but it wasn’t the sound that made her tense up. It was the voices—the laughter—drifting from the dining room. Her stomach turned.She stepped in, and as if on cue, all eyes turned to her.Their laughter died, and their smiles faded.Their stares hit her like cold wind—icy, sharp, filled with disdain.Alessia swallowed hard but lifted her chin and walked in with forced grace. Her black coat draped over one arm, her dress hugging her frame in a way she regretted now. She nodded politely and took her seat at the long table, directly across from Damon’s mother.“You’re late,” Mrs Estelle Scott said coldly, as she cut into her steak.Alessia forced a smile. “I wasn’t aware I was expected for dinner.”“How wou

★★★★ Alessia came back home, pacing angrily all through the length of the bedroom, with her bare feet pressing into the cold marble floor; each step she took echoed with rising panic. The room was dimly lit, draped in muted tones of beige and grey alongside elegant curtains that were swaying slightly from the soft breeze slipping in through a half-open window. A chandelier hung above at the middle, casting scattered golden reflections across the walls of the room. But with its luxury, the room felt like a cage tonight.Her heart was racing and thundering in her chest at the same time, as images of her earlier encounter with Dante flashed behind her eyes. She still felt his touch on her skin, the way he fingered her and the words he spoke to her.In frustration, she raked both hands through her hair, pulling at the strands. Please let this be a dream, she thought desperately—but deep down, she somehow wanted it. That was the part that scared her most.The door creaked open, and Kater