All Chapters of THE DEVIL'S OBSESSION : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

"Are you pregnant for me, Alessia? Is that my baby in your womb?" He questioned, this time his tone soft, almost as if he was begging.He was begging.Alessia couldn't answer... Her lips were trembling so much."I found out myself, Alessia, and don't you dare lie to me."Alessia gulped down fearfully, her sweaty palm rubbing profusely against her gown."I am not, I aborted the baby," she said.The room became quiet for a while, as only the sound of Alessia's heartbeat could be heard."I couldn't have a baby for a criminal like you, and ... and I am getting married."Dante stared at her for a while, and she could see it. The hurt on his face.He stared at her and burst into laughter."Getting married?" He laughed again that Alessia had to look down in fear.Dante's fingers tightened around the gun, the cold metal a stark contrast to the heat that surged between them. He could feel her pulse racing beneath his touch and the slight tremor in her body as she tried to pull away, but he

Ever since she met Dante, her life has been terrifying, sweet and dangerous.The young lady was just coming back from work when her car broke down; she gazed around the lonely road, each and every second looking for help but found none. She has been feeling uncomfortable recently… It felt like someone was watching her; someone was looking at her every move, like something was spying on her, but when she looked around, she always met nothing. She rubbed her eyes and yawned loudly. She was tired of waiting for her mechanic or someone to show up and help her fix her car. Maybe I should book an Uber. She said while looking for her phone. "I am so tired. "I just want to lie on my bed and sleep all day," she said to herself while booking her ride.It was getting late and no one has shown up not even her ride. She has been trying to call Damon too but he has not been picking up his calls.She has no choice.she started walking through the dark street slowly_her heart beating widely.

Not all devils are in the fiery pit of hell. Some walk among us, cloaked in shadows, draped in silence, leaving devastation in their wake.They don't need flames to burn; a cold glance, a cruel word or a broken trust is enough to ignite him.And that's exactly what Dante was.Stone-cold.A predator in human flesh.A nightmare with a calm, handsome mask.His heart was a void, mercy went to die, and his eyes promised pain sharper than any blade. He didn't just ruin lives_he devoured them, slowly and cruelly, until that remained were echoes of despair.But how did he become this way?Maybe it was loneliness.Maybe it was the moment he and his sister were almost killed.Maybe he'd always known that to survive in a city like Rome_beautiful, seductive, deadly-and you had to be colder than the marble under your feet.People romanticized the city's charm but ignored the dark , powerful aura that slithered beneath its light.“Rhea,” he murmured the name like a curse.How could she?She knew wh

The tension in the room was unbearable—so thick it nearly choked the air.No one moved.No one took a breath.The world appeared to have come to a halt, immobilised in horror at what had been disclosed.Alessia’s heart pounded violently in her chest, so loud she feared everyone could hear it. Her throat burnt with panic, her hands trembled as she tried to form a response—but the words refused to come. She didn’t even dare look at Damon.His grip on her hair had slackened, but he hadn’t let go. His jaw was clenched tight, and his eyes were still staring at her with confusion and disbelief.Caro’s arms were wrapped around Mary, whose small sobs were the only sound breaking the silence.And across from them all, leaning lazily against the wall with that devilish half-smile.DanteHe looked like he was enjoying every second of it. He didn’t speak, didn’t blink—he just watched, like a predator who had finally cornered its prey.There was heat between Dante and Damon silent, lethal heat. A

DANTE'S MANSION]It was already 2 a.m. when Dante pulled up at his mansion.The house stood still—dark and brooding—only the security lights outside flickering faintly, casting shadows against the silent walls.Not a soul wandered the street; even the wind held its breath.The gate creaked open, and he drove in slowly, his mind clouded with only one thought: Alessia.He didn’t wait for anyone to open the door. He stepped out of the car, slamming it shut behind him, his steps urgent.His heart pounded violently inside his chest, like it was fighting its way out.She was here.Alessia was back.In his house.He hadn't expected her call, yet the moment she asked him to pick her up, his answer was instant. No questions. No hesitation. He would’ve flown through fire for her.“Welcome, sir,” a maid greeted softly as he passed.But he was already gone...just a shadow slipping past her like a breeze.When he reached his room, the sight before him stole the breath from his lungs.Alessia was l