All Chapters of The Mafia Professor’s Cruel Obsession: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

|| Narrator’s Pov ||Rosa wore a white knee-length dress adorned with a pink ribbon at the waist. She looked so pretty in the soft blend of white and pink, just like a delicate doll. She thought Killian was taking her on a date, so she had even put on a little makeup. Nodding at her reflection with satisfaction, she hurried down the stairs.Killian wasn’t in the mansion, and Chris had come to pick her up. Her face lit up the moment she saw him waiting by the car.“Hi, brother.” she greeted cheerfully.Chris straightened his posture. His heart softened at the sweetness of the girl before him. “Hey, little sis. Get in.” he said calmly.Rosa padded toward the back door, but Chris stopped her. “No, sit up front. Passenger seat is yours.”“Oh! Thank you.” Rosa exclaimed, hurrying into the car as Chris followed. She clicked her seatbelt into place.“I like sitting here! It’s so windy, and I can see everything on the road!” Rosa exclaimed happily, then turned to Chris with wide eyes. “Brothe

|| Narrator’s Pov ||Killian walked further. His eyes roamed across the surroundings. So much has changed. The main door was open. He crossed the threshold, scanning the interior until his gaze landed on the man on the couch who was calmly sipping his tea.Killian took a step forward. “Hello, John.”John, his uncle, shot a glance toward the doorway at the sudden voice. His eyes widened. His nephew had returned after years.John stood up. “So, the infamous nephew finally shows up. Still calling me by name, huh? Welcome home. I’ve seen the headlines. A mafia now, and you think that scares me? Sit down, let’s talk.” He sank back onto the couch.Killian’s smirk widened. He took slow predatory steps, hands tucked into his pockets.“Won’t you ask why I came here, dear uncle?” He smirked with a menacing edge in his voice.John lifted his teacup casually. “Family ties are hard to ignore. It always has a way of pulling back together. I’m not surprised.”Killian’s eyes blackened. “Funny, that p

|| Narrator’s Pov ||“I want you.”Killian’s brows twitched as he looked back and forth between her innocent eyes. The sound of rain echoed from outside. It hadn’t stopped.“What?”“Love me.” Rosa demanded quietly. “Love me all you want. I want you to love me.” Her voice was small, like she was asking for candies.Killian blinked, momentarily taken aback. He straightened. His chest rose with a deep breath before he gently cupped her cheek. “My little bunny,” his thumb brushed her skin, “We don’t have to rush. We’ve already been through too much and I want our love to come from peace. From trust. We’ll wait till our marriage, until your heart feels completely safe with me. We have time, and I’ll wait as long as it takes.” he tried to make her understand.Rosa’s hand rose and touched his hand that was resting on her cheek, and held it tightly before her.“I want to believe you. I want to trust you again without any doubt. I want to give myself to you completely.” her eyes pleaded him.K

|| Narrator’s Pov || Rosa shifted slightly on Killian’s lap as they sat in the dining room for breakfast. The soft morning light poured through the large oval window of his mansion, bathing the table in a golden glow. Rosa dipped a strawberry into the mug of chocolate, smiling at the thick coating dripping slowly. She put it into her mouth, savoring the sweetness. Just as she reached for another and dipped it again, bringing it close to her lips, the strong veined hand slipped around her waist, pulling her back gently. The sudden pull made her hand slip, smearing some chocolate across her mouth. Her back met his firm chest. Rosa blinked up at him with a straight face. Killian’s eyes dropped to her lips that had chocolate smeared. His brows furrowed slightly before a low chuckle escaped him. He brushed his thumb over the corner of her mouth, wiping away the smear then brought it to his lips and licked it clean. Rosa watched quietly, saying nothing. Killian’s hand slipped around h

|| Narrator’s Pov || The makeup room buzzed with soft chatter. The stylist adjusted the last strand of Rosalie’s hair, shaping it into a perfect rose bun before carefully clipping the delicate net veil behind her head. “All done.” the woman gasped, stepping back to admire her. “Oh my god! I can’t believe how stunning you look. I swear, I’ve never seen a bride this beautiful in my entire life!” Rosa slowly lifted her eyes toward the mirror. Her reflection stole her breath. The reflection staring back looked ethereal. She was glowing. The white, off-shoulder gown hugged her perfectly. It flowed like silk of nets. Pearls were glinting faintly along the fabric. She looked like someone out of a fairytale. “Holy shit—!” Aria’s voice exploded through the makeup room. Rosa turned her head just in time to see her best friend nearly lunging toward her. “Damn! You look unreal! Oh my fucking god! You’re literally glowing!” Ar