All Chapters of Obsessed with my Beautiful Enemy : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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The Ghost Returns

CHAPTER 1.SALVATORE POVTen years ago, my family was slaughtered and burnt down in our own house. Tonight, I was finally returning the favor.Rain hammered against the black windows of the SUV as the cathedral came into view through the darkness. My fingers tightened slowly around the gun resting on my lap while old memories clawed their way back into my head.Blood on marble floors.My mother screaming my name.Fire swallowing the Romano estate.And betrayal, from other Mafia families.They thought I died that night. They buried the Romano name like it meant nothing. If not because of my uncle I will also be a dead man. It took me 10 years to take what was taken from me.But they don't know, monsters don't die that easily."Boss," Charlie said from the front seat, his voice calm and steady. "Everything is ready."I lifted my eyes toward the glowing cathedral ahead. Luxury cars lined the entrance. The entrance was fully armed with soldiers. I smiled because nothing can stop me from g

The Blood

CHAPTER 2LENA POVMy wedding dress was covered in blood. Not mine. My brothers'.The smell wouldn't leave me. It smells like blood mixed with smoke and gunpowders. Everything smelt like death. It clung to my skin as Salvatore Romano dragged me through the cathedral like I already belonged to him.Everything happened too fast after the gunshots outside exploded. Men started screaming. More bullets shattered through the windows. Guests ran in every direction.And through all the chaos, Salvatore stayed calm. Terrifyingly calm. Like violence was the only language he understands.Warm blood splashed across the front of my white dress when one of his men dropped beside us with a bullet in his neck. I flinched violently.Matteo grabbed my arm harder. "Lena…"His voice shook. Fear sliced through me instantly.I turned toward him quickly, grabbing his face between my hands. "Don't look," I whispered desperately.But it was too late. He'd already seen everything. Luca choking on his own blood

The Woman In White

CHAPTER 3 SALVATORE POVThe first thing Lena Moretti did after arriving on my island was glare at me like she wanted to watch me burn alive. Interesting.Most people arrived here terrified. Broken or either begging.But Lena stood in the middle of my fortress soaked in rain, blood staining her wedding dress, dark hair clinging to her face, and looked at me like hatred alone could kill me.The storm crashed violently around us while my men secured the dock behind us. Nobody spoke. Nobody dared.Because they all felt it too. That tension. Sharp enough to split skin open.I grabbed the dead guard's body and shoved it aside carelessly before scanning the cliffs above us."Find the sniper," I ordered coldly.Charlie nodded immediately. "Alive?""No."My voice came out flat. Emotionless.The men scattered instantly.Lena watched me carefully while keeping Matteo behind her again. Always protecting him. Always standing in front of danger like she thought her body alone could stop bullets.

The Cage Built For Kings

LENA POVI woke up in silk sheets that probably cost more than most people's houses. And for one horrible second, I forgot where I was.The room was quiet except for the sound of waves crashing against rocks somewhere below the fortress. Pale sunlight spilled through massive glass windows overlooking the ocean. It really beautiful but cold and empty.Then reality hit me all over again. The wedding. The blood. Luca. Killian. Salvatore.My chest tightened painfully.I sat up too fast and immediately looked around slowly. The room itself had massive dark marble floors. Black furniture. Expensive art hanging on the walls. Everything perfectly organized.Even the air felt controlled in this place. Like Salvatore Romano himself had touched every detail and demanded perfection from it. Nothing looked soft.A folded dress sat neatly on the chair beside the bed. Black silk. Of course.The man kidnaps me and suddenly thinks he gets to choose my clothes too. Psychopath.I climbed out of bed car

The Things Buried In fire

SALVATORE POVRevenge was supposed to feel cleaner than this. Simple. Kill everyone responsible, walking away empty but satisfied.Instead, I stood outside Lena Moretti's bedroom at two in the morning wondering why I couldn't stop thinking about the way her hands shook when Matteo smiled at her.It irritated me. Everything about her irritated me. The softness. The defiance. The way she looked at me like she could see the blood beneath my skin.I pushed open the office door instead of going to her room. Rain hammered against the fortress windows. Thunder rolled across the island like distant gunfire.Charlie stood near my desk reading reports while Diego leaned against the wall cleaning a knife lazily. My brother barely looked up when I entered."You haven't slept again," Diego muttered."I don't remember asking for commentary.""You look like shit anyway."Charlie snorted quietly.I ignored both of them and poured whiskey into a glass. The burn barely registered anymore. Nothing did

The Monster Never sleeps

CHAPTER 6 LENA POVThe island looked beautiful from far away. That was the cruel part.White waves crashed against dark rocks beneath the fortress while cold wind pushed rain clouds across the sky. From the bedroom window, the ocean almost looked peaceful.But nothing about this place was peaceful. Men with rifles patrolled below like machines. Cameras followed every hallway. Locked gates surrounded the property like invisible chains.Even the silence here felt dangerous.I stood beside the window with my arms folded while Matteo sat cross-legged on the carpet behind me, sketching absentmindedly inside a notebook one of the maids had left earlier.Neither of us had spoken much since arriving. Sleep barely came anymore. Every time I closed my eyes, I still saw blood spreading across white wedding flowers. Still heard gunshots. Still saw Salvatore Romano standing in the middle of the massacre looking less like a man and more like vengeance itself.Matteo finally broke the silence."Do

The Poison

CHAPTER 7. SALVATORE POV Dante Caruso should have died at that wedding. The thought had been sitting inside my head for three straight nights like poison. I stood in front of the massive glass wall inside my office while rain hammered against the island cliffs below. Lightning flashed across the ocean, turning the water silver for half a second before darkness swallowed everything again. My hand tightened around the whiskey glass. Dante escaped because I got distracted. Not by anything but her. Lena Moretti. I could still see her standing in the middle of the ballroom wearing white silk stained with her brothers' blood. Terrified but refusing to break. Protecting Matteo while chaos exploded around her. Most people begged when they saw me. She looked me in the eyes like she wanted to hate me properly. That was the problem. Hatred was easier to control than fascination. Behind me, Charlie walked into the office carrying a folder. "You haven't slept." I took a slow s

The Pictures

CHAPTER 8 LENA POV The island felt different after the pictures. It looked like someone was watching me or even the walls themselves were watching me now. Every guard I passed stared a second too long before looking away quickly. Conversations stopped whenever I entered a room. Even the servants moved strangely around me, quieter than before. Dante's threat had spread through the fortress fast. I didn't know exactly what had been sent to Salvatore's office, but I knew enough. Pictures. Warnings. A message. And somehow I had become the center of it. I stood near the balcony doors inside my room, staring at the violent waves crashing below the cliffs. The sky was dark again, heavy clouds swallowing the afternoon sunlight. Behind me, Matteo sat cross-legged on the carpet beside Brutus. The massive black dog rested his giant head on Matteo's lap while my brother scratched behind his ears carefully. "I still think he likes me more than you," Matteo said quietly. I looked

The Alarm

CHAPTER 9 SALVATORE POVThe alarm drowned the entire fortress in red light.Every corridor outside my office erupted into movement. Boots pounded against marble floors. Men shouted over comms. Guns clicked.But my attention stayed on Lena.She stood across my desk staring at the guard like she'd stopped breathing completely."He was carrying a message for Lena."The words settled into the room like smoke after gunfire.Diego grabbed the rifle leaning against the wall. "Where's the body?""East gate," the guard answered quickly. "Our patrol found him ten minutes ago."Charlie's face hardened. "Dead how?"The guard hesitated. "His throat was cut."Lena's fingers curled slightly at her sides. Fear. Real fear this time. Not for herself. For Matteo.I recognized the difference immediately."Seal the compound," I ordered coldly. "Nobody leaves. Nobody enters without my permission."The guard nodded and disappeared instantly.Diego checked the magazine in his weapon before looking at me. "Y

The Note

CHAPTER 10.LENA POVThe note nearly slipped from my fingers.I know what happened ten years ago.That was it. No signature. No explanation. Just six words written like a threat.The office felt colder suddenly. Rain battered the windows hard enough to shake the glass while red emergency lights continued flashing across the walls.I looked up slowly. "What does this mean?"Nobody answered immediately.Salvatore stood unnaturally still beside the desk, whiskey glass clenched tightly in his hand. Diego leaned against the wall now, all traces of humor gone from his face.Charlie was already speaking quietly into his phone near the doorway. More guards rushed through the hall outside.The fortress felt alive tonight. Dangerously alive."Tell me," I repeated.Salvatore finally looked at me. "I don't know.""You expect me to believe that?"His jaw flexed once. "I said I don't know."The calmness in his voice unsettled me more than anger would have.Diego pushed away from the wall slowly. "D

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