All Chapters of I'm The Mafia Daddy's Obsession : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Travis' POV"Where are we going?" I asked because we were in a hurry. One that Carlos drives."Just shut up and follow me!" He snapped, not harshly but excitedly.We made for the stairs and then to his room."What's going on..." He shuts the door and pins me upon it, before I could even ask.His hands held mine upon the war.I swallowed, looking directly into his burning eyes.His breath was burning hot. I could feel it over mine.He was so close that our noses touched.I gasped in panic and gently.Something's wrong...I'm not pushing him away. I don't flinch.I just stand there, where he wants me to be, staring at his eyes."You have the most beautiful eyes." He commented.His words didn't sound like a made believe, he meant them.He lets go of my hand and rest them on my thighs."What are you doing?" I stammered the question."You know what I'm doing, you've always wanted this." He said to me, driving his hands upward.All that act In the party was just to caught Mr. Alvarez's atte

Carlos' POV I dragged my feet as I got into Jonathan's study room.What could be so important that he disrupted me from my pleasant time?I didn't stop mumbling until I got in where I met him seated on his chair and staring at a book.I hissed, “So you read about wealth now? Thought you've made it all?” “What the hell do you think you did back there?” Straight to topic. He didn't even follow my lead and joke around a little.“Kissing my boyfriend?” I replied, sitting on his table.“You disgraced this family! Your uncles, your cousins---they all saw that!” He nagged, banging his hands on the table.“Yeah, and my aunties too. You forgot to include them.” I started rolling my eyes and looking away.He scoffed, “I see I've let you grow wings?” He said, his voice barely above a whisper.I don't say anything, as much as his words scare me.He could be up to something dangerous. Something I might have no choice to comprehend.“There'll be a family meeting to do tomorrow. Let's see you confe

Travis POV Why can't I close my eyes? Why are my eyes still open and staring at the ceiling?And why is he all over my mind?Like a venom spreading through my thoughts. I can't control it. I can't stop it.No, no, no, no, no, no, no. It was all an act. I don't have feelings for that man. I can never have feelings for him.It was just a moment. Besides, I had one with Mr. Alvarez on the first day.I know we never really got intimate, but…Wait a sec!I've never had sex with my girlfriend before. We were going to do that after our wedding.Goodness! I've been a virgin ever since and now, Carlos and his father might have just destroyed my virginity.Damn! Does that mean I'm now a gay?No. One action cannot change the whole cause of things. And sex is not love.I shouldn't have let him touch me. I shouldn't have.I thought I would be able to forget about him once I closed my eyes, but that was a lie.At least, that was what I kept telling myself.I had convinced myself that whatever hap

Travis' I locked eyes with the security who shot the question at me, like I could perform a magic spell on him to let it slide.“You’re not answering?” He added.“Drek. Just get his invitation card and stop being rude. Do you want to be fired?” Another rendered his voice.“Please sir, pass your invitation card.” the latter demanded.Fuck!Invitation card…what invitation card?My unsettling eyes searched the car and found the card just by the uber.I breathed calmly and picked it up, revealing it to them.“Alrighf sir, you may go in.” The latter ushered.“Alright.” I muttered turning the wheel. “You!” I snapped at the former tilting my head down to reveal my angry eyes at him.He lowered his gaze immediately. He definitely regretted his actions no doubt.I scoffed and drove on inside through the gates.I parked my car next to Carlos' outside and sat still inside while I observed the environment.I saw men carrying crates into trucks. Whatever was in those crates is definitely illegal

Travis' I watched them banter each other with words I didn't even know existed.This began shortly after Carlos muttered nothing but rubbish as the rules binding them all. He should have just shut up, but instead he decided to cause havoc instead.Well, I'm undeniably enjoying it to be honest. I can't wait to see the first person that'll start throwing punches.I'll leave as soon as the argument gets intense. That way, they won't see me disappear.I sat calmly watching everyone throw words at each other and cussing.Like I said, they weren't using normal English. It's like they had a slang of their own. But somehow in the midst of it, I was able to grasp the topic. They were arguing about a failed mission which was led by one of the men at the table—Huston.He had black glasses on his face with a cigarette attached to his mouth like he doesn't give a fuck about what they were saying.It's interesting how he's fueling the hatred against him without even bothering.“Where are the drugs