All Chapters of THE PSYCHOTIC MAFIA'S OBSESSION: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

PIERREI walked into one of my factories, Emilio and Marco dutifully following behind me. The air was thick with the chemical tang of cocaine and perfume.Half-clothed women stood shoulder to shoulder at long steel tables, their hands moving in rhythm—cut, weigh, bag, seal. Armed men with rifles watched from the catwalks above.“I really hate that we're still discussing this, Antonio,” I said coldly as I stopped in my tracks and shot a deadly glare at my consigliere, whose face held a frustrated look.“Why aren't you listening to me, Don Pierre? Taking over that factory forcefully will only earn you unnecessary rivals, and we don't need that right now. They beat you to it, so just this once, let it be.” He tried to explain, but my glare didn't leave him.“I don't fucking care. I'll kill any and everybody who dares to challenge my decision. I'm taking that factory and it's final,” I said slowly, trying not to outburst.I got whatever I wanted, whenever I wanted. I was so used to it tha

TESSAI squinted my eyes open and realized I was still in the dimly lit room. I lay on the large, comfortable bed with my hands and legs tied up and a tape plastered over my mouth. My body felt light, like a feather, and every time I wriggled, I felt funny, like I was a spirit. Like I was high on drugs. I tried to scream, but it came out muffled.I was kidnapped by some rather composed rogue guys. I had woken up before and tried to escape but ended up hitting one of the bad men on the head, and now I was awake and in this position.I wondered how long I'd been kidnapped for. Was it up to two days? Andrew and Zara must've realized that by now and reached out to the police.I lay still and looked around the room. I couldn't see clearly because of the lighting, but from what I could deduce from trying to escape and looking now, it was an opulent and beautiful mansion. But unlike the modern penthouse, it was an ancient one. Like in the times of um… Romeo and Juliet? I don't know, like a c

PIERREMy heart practically bled when I thought back to the vile look on Tessa's face when she saw me for the first time in years.She was different. She hated me, and I cannot even begin to explain how that felt.The woman I spent years searching for now despised everything about me. How could she forget so soon? How could she not want me back too?Well, whether she did or not, I was not letting her go. She was the only closest thing to a real family I had, and I still loved her as much as I did back then. I was broken and empty, and she was the only woman who could fill that void. I was going to win her love back, easily or forcefully.We had dinner in awkward silence, but I did not mind. I let her process whatever was running through her mind.We were not done eating when Nikolai walked in and whispered something in my ear. I kept a stern face, trying to mask the angry yet satisfied expression threatening to show.“I'll be there shortly,” I dismissed him.“Get up. I'm taking you ba

PIERREI sat opposite to my Tessa in the plane. She was tied up, her face wet with tears as she watched the clouds pass by. She was clearly exhausted from fighting and had given up. I hated seeing her unhappy, but if that was what it would cost to make her mine, then so be it.I took a sip of champagne and began to use my phone, unmoved by our situation.My men looked exhausted. They were seated scattered across the plane's seats. Nikolai and Antonio had already dozed off.I let out a frustrated sigh and tossed my phone onto the table between Tessa and me, then placed the champagne flute on it.“Do you want to talk?” I asked her. After counting to twenty in her head, she turned to me.“Ask me anything, and I'll answer,” I said.“How did you change this much?” she breathed out.“Spending two lonely and depressing years in jail was all it took to create this monster. I thought of my life after I got out, and you were the only person in the picture. I was hurt you didn't come to see me…

PIERREI was angry. I shouldn't have reacted that way. I wanted Tessa to feel safe with me, but I ruined everything by killing human beings like animals in front of her.She was on a drip, and a nurse had attended to her after that gory sight she witnessed. She vomited a lot until she became weak and cried so much she developed a fever.I lay beside her on the bed, stroking her soft hair as she slept deeply. It was the early hours of the morning.She twitched her eyes slightly before opening them slowly and panicked when she saw me, so I retracted my hand immediately. She tried to move away from me but was too weak, so she lay back.I felt dirty. Unfit to touch her. I was doing everything wrong, and I wanted to correct it.“I'm sorry. I lost my temper yesterday and went an extra mile—”“How often do you do that?”I was silent for a while. “More often than you can imagine.”“You know I'll never love you, right?” she said, and the words stirred up pain in my chest.“I know. That is why