All Chapters of The Politics of Desire: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Just then, the Boss of a less prominent family who had a grudge against Elvira wandered over with a woman on his arm. The woman's features resembled a tad bit like Elvira's.He swayed slightly from drinking and held up his glass to toast.With a careless, mocking tone, he teased, "Well, well, Don Allen. Long time no see. I heard that the beautiful rose you kept at home was uprooted by someone else and ran off to Ilyria to live her life."He clicked his tongue. "It's such a shame. I've always wondered when I'd get the chance to taste her myself—"Before he finished, a heavy thud sounded.Vincent's fist slammed into the man's face without warning. His move was fast, precise, and ruthless. The man didn't even have time to defend himself before he was knocked flat onto the ground. He screamed as blood poured from his nose.The room fell silent. Everyone stared in disbelief at what had just happened.Vincent calmly adjusted the cuff of his suit jacket where the strike had messed it

That unfamiliar feeling left Vincent feeling irritated, and even a little embarrassed.He suddenly stood up, walked to the liquor cabinet, poured himself a glass of Whiskey, and downed it in one go. The burn in his throat did nothing to calm him.He grabbed his phone and called Carmine. His voice was raspy from exhaustion and suppressed anger. "Find Elvira's exact address in Norwell and every single thing she's doing in the next week. And that man, Luca Ferrero. What has he been doing these last three years? What is his relationship with Elvira? I want the most detailed report, and I want it fast."Every minute of waiting felt like torture.…Hours later, Carmine called and reported everything in a cautious tone. Elvira's location and schedule were all listed out, but the information about Luca made Vincent's heart sink even further.Luca hailed from a powerful family. He was a ruthless man despite his flamboyant, careless public persona. However, ever since Elvira left three

It was a detailed investigation into the suspicious car accident that killed Elvira's mother. The report revealed that the crash had all the signs of sabotage, and the greatest beneficiary of her death was Antonio.Almost at the same moment, the informant that Vincent had planted inside the Corleone family sent him an urgent update.The business Elena's family managed was nothing but an empty shell. Antonio had embezzled huge sums over the years. He had also been laundering money and moving his assets.Not only did Elena and Camilla know about it, but they were also deeply involved. They were drowning in debt and on the verge of collapse.What struck Vincent as a bolt of lightning came right after. The informant forwarded a recorded phone call between Elena and Camilla. Their voices were smug and vicious."If I hadn't purposely thrown myself off that wall back then and pretended to save that stupid cat, how would I have gotten Vincent's attention? Men like him love a damsel in dis

Vincent returned to his room, dejected. He locked himself inside for days, refusing to see anyone, chain-smoking one cigarette after another. Before long, the floor was buried in ashes.Elvira's words echoed like the cruelest curse in his head, over and over.The way she looked at him—like a stranger—cut him to pieces.He couldn't take it. He couldn't stand her having another man in her life.His first attempt at making amends had failed miserably, but it didn't wake him up. It only fueled a deeper obsession and need for control.Vincent had never failed to obtain what he wanted. In the past, he had been blind and foolish. Now that he had come to a realization, Elvira had to return to him.He had to create opportunities to force her to face him and to make her forgive him.He immediately called his Underboss, Carmine. "Mobilize all our connections. Find out which business is the top priority for Elvira at the moment. I don't care how we do it. I want in."A moment later, Carm

Staring at the destroyed roads and burning wreckage ahead of them, the squad leader tried to stop Vincent."Enough talk. Lead the way!"Vincent's eyes were bloodshot, his voice hoarse. His expensive suit jacket had already been ripped and smeared with dirt. Yet, the determination and madness in his eyes left everyone stunned.Driven purely by instinct, he pushed forward at the front, stumbling through the rough terrain.…After over ten hours of searching without rest and nearly pushing themselves to the point of death, they finally found Elvira in an abandoned warehouse. It remained mostly intact but was surrounded.Inside, Elvira and a few of her men were guarding supplies and tending to two of their comrades who were injured in the attack.Her hair was messy, her face smudged with dirt, her clothes torn. Her gaze was steady, though, and she kept her gun up, listening intently for any movement outside.When Vincent appeared in the doorway, covered in filth and streaks of dr