All Chapters of The Devil's Favourite Obsession : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

37 Chapters

The Things I Believed

(Melissa pov)“Melissa, I’m serious, you’re going to die alone at this rate.”I didn’t even look up from my book. “Good afternoon to you too, Daniel.”He laughed, dropping into the chair across from me like he belonged there. Like he always did, Daniel had been my best friend for years. Loud, annoying, brutally honest and somehow the only person who refused to treat me like I was fragile after my mom died, Cancer didn’t just take her. It erased the only person in the world who knew me completely, the only person who stayed and just like that, I had no one, well… almost no one.“ For goodness sake you are twenty-one years old, you need help,” he continued. “Actual help. Professional help.”I flipped a page calmly. “Because I don’t sleep around?”“Because you treat love like it’s some once-in-a-lifetime miracle that only happens in fairy tales.”“It is once in a lifetime,” I said simply.He stared at me like I just proved his point. “Melissa, people date. They explore. They have sex. It

Inside The Lion's Den

(Melissa pov)“Still want to leave?”His voice cut through my thoughts, low and calm, carrying that same unsettling control that seemed to follow him everywhere, as if nothing in his world ever moved without his permission.“No,” I said, the word leaving my lips before I could stop it. Where did my sense of preservation go? Something flickered in his eyes.“Good,” he replied, like the outcome had never been in doubt.The moment I stepped inside, I was in a space that felt less like a home, there was no warmth or softness, even emotion had been stripped out of the walls, everything was expensive just like the man that owns it.“Relax,” Adriano said as he moved past me with effortless confidence, his steps slow and unhurried, as though he had all the time in the world and nothing in it could ever threaten him. “Don't be scared I won't eat you, well I might “ he said with a smirk“I’m not scared,” I replied quickly, though even to my own ears, the words sounded thinner than they should h

The Breach

(Adraino pov)I stared down at her sleeping face, so innocent, so peaceful, with those soft lashes brushing her cheeks and her lips slightly parted in quiet breaths. My hardened, ruthless heart softened, just a fraction, from the moment I spotted her at the bar, I had knew she was special and different, pure light in my endless night, and I wasn't letting her go, not ever.But the fear of her finding out who I really am, the Mafia Don who ruled this city with an iron fist, enemies trembled at my name. Rivals begged for mercy I rarely gave. They called me the Devil, and for good reason. Blood stained my hands, deals sealed in shadows, power built on fear and bullets. She could never know. Not yet.My phone vibrated sharply on the nightstand, shattering the silence. I snatched it up, my expression hardening instantly as I saw the caller, I answered on the second ring, my voice low. “Talk.”“East warehouse,” Roman said, breath tight. “We’ve got a problem.”“What kind of problem?”“Shipm

From Mystery to Monster

(Melissa pov)“Melissa! Wait—!” Fuck it's Daniel, I didn’t stop.“Melissa, please!”I walked faster, my grip tightening around my bag.“Mel—!”I broke into a run, by the time I reached the lecture hall, my chest was tight and my hands were shaking, but I didn’t turn back, I didn’t look for him, I didn’t give myself the chance to hear whatever excuse he was ready to throw at me.“Rough morning?”I dropped into my seat, barely glancing at the girl beside me. “You could say that.”The room quieted as Dr. Nathaniel Carter walked in, placing his notes neatly on the desk.“Today we’ll be discussing criminal psychology in high-risk offenders,” he said, scanning the room. “This is not just theory. This is a real-world application.”“Melissa.”I straightened slightly. “Yes, sir?”“What motivates individuals in organized crime?” Dr. Carter asked.I swallowed. “Power,” I said. “Control… influence. And fear.”“And how do they maintain that authority?”“By making people afraid to challenge them.”

Whispers in The Crowd

“It’s been two months… and I still feel like I never really escaped him.”Two months since Adriano Rossi appeared on every screen in handcuffs, and I still couldn’t breathe without feeling his shadow on my neck, I told myself he was gone, I stopped watching the news, I stopped saying his name, I stopped looking over my shoulder, Lies, all of it.“It’s obvious, Melissa,” Emily said as we walked toward the campus café. “You flinched at a fucking car.”“It was just a car,” I snapped.“A black tinted one that slowed down right beside us,” Chloe added, voice too casual.I stopped walking, my pulse spiked, Zara studied me with those quiet, knowing eyes. “You’re not sleeping. You’re barely here.”“I’m fine,” I lied, forcing my legs to move again.But I wasn’t fine, I noticed everything now, every slow-moving vehicle, every set of eyes that lingered too long, every silence that felt like it was waiting for me, I was drowning in my own paranoia, and my friends could see the water rising.“How

Obsession

(Adriano pov)“Welcome back, boss.”I stepped out of the prison gates without slowing, the morning air hitting differently after two months behind concrete and steel, the sound of freedom quieter than most people imagined but sharper to someone like me.“You took your time,” I said calmly, adjusting the cuff of my shirt as Luca fell into step beside me.He smirked slightly. “We had to make sure everything was clean.”“It better be.”“It is,” he replied. “No evidence, no witnesses, no loose ends.”Another man opened the car door.“Good to have you back, sir.”I paused just before getting in.“And the ones responsible?” I asked.Luca’s expression hardened. “We’re still tracking movement, but we’re close.”“Close isn’t enough.”“It will be.”“Rossi.”I didn’t turn immediately, I didn’t need to, I already knew the voice.“Detective Kane,” I said slowly, glancing over my shoulder.He stood a few feet away, hands in his pockets, watching me like he had hoped I rot in prison “You walk out l

His Possession

(Melissa pov)“What the hell”My eyelids fluttered open to dim light filtering through heavy blackout curtains, my head throbbing like I have been hit with a brick, disorientation hit first, silk sheets tangled around my naked body, my wrists bound loosely to the headboard with what felt like leather cuffs, soft but unyielding. The room was opulent, dark wood paneling, a massive four-poster bed dominating the space, the air thick with the scent of expensive leather and faint cigar smoke, panic surged as memory crashed back, the party last night and Adriano in the restroom and blackness after that.The door creaked open, and there he was, shirtless in low-slung sweats, tattoos snaking over his muscled chest and arms, a predator in human skin, his dark eyes locked on mine, possessive, unblinking, like I was prey already cornered. "Awake, pajarito?" His voice was low, accented gravel, sending unwanted heat twisting in my gut despite the fear, he stalked closer, the mattress dipping und

Ownership

(Melissa pov)My breath came in ragged gasps, chest heaving against the silk pillowcase that clung damply to my cheek, the salty tang of dried tears mixing with the fresh musk of our mingled release, Adriano weight pressed me down, his chest hair rough against my back, every inhale expanding those tattooed ridges into my skin like brands, his cock, still half-hard and slick with our combined fluids, shifted inside me, stirring the overfilled mess, cool stickiness seeping between my thighs, pooling on the sheets beneath my ass. I hated the way my body responded, my pussy fluttering weakly around the invasion, as if begging for more despite the raw ache radiating from my core. *Bastard owns this now,* the traitorous thought slithered through my mind, fueling a fresh spike of fury even as heat licked low in my belly.He nuzzled my neck, lips brushing the fresh bite mark, tongue lapping at the metallic bead of blood with a low hum of satisfaction, the wet drag sent shivers cascading down

The Leak

(Adriano pov)“Where is he?”“In the lower room, boss,” Luca replied without hesitation, falling into step beside me as we moved down the long corridor, our footsteps echoing off the bare concrete walls like distant gunshots. “We picked him up near the docks, just where the informant said he would be. Fucker was sweating bullets, trying to vanish into the fog.”“And the shipment?” My voice stayed even, but the rage simmered beneath it, a low boil waiting to erupt.“Recovered. Not untouched, couple crates splintered, product stepped on, but nothing we can’t salvage and make them pay for twice over.”I didn’t slow, my boots hitting the floor with deliberate force. “Names.”“He hasn’t given us shit yet.” Luca’s tone carried an edge of frustration, his knuckles already bruised from the prelim work.I glanced at him briefly, my eyes narrowing. “Then you haven’t asked properly. Not with conviction.”Luca’s jaw tightened, a muscle twitching under the stubble. “We were waiting for you. Didn’t

Bloodbath

(Adriano pov)“Talk,” I commanded, dropping the hammer with a clang, grabbing his chin again, flesh yielding soft and pulpy now, the man swallowed convulsively, blood bubbling at his lips. “It wasn’t... supposed to go like this. They said you wouldn’t be out yet. Shipment moves clean.”“Who said that?” Luca pressed, leaning in.He hesitated, eyes rolling wild, I didn’t. My fist drove into his side, his ribs giving way with a splintering crunch, he howled, convulsing.“Names,” I growled, close enough to feel the heat radiating from his battered body.“D-Don Alvarez!” he choked, voice splintering. “It’s his operation... expanding... taking your routes... all of ‘em.”Silence crashed down, broken only by his ragged wheezing.Luca shot me a look. “That’s a problem. Alvarez? He’s been quiet too long.”“No,” I said calmly, wiping blood from my split knuckles onto his shirt, the fabric absorbing it greedily. “That’s a message. One we answer in kind.”The man shook his head weakly, chains ji

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