Semua Bab Obsessed with my Beautiful Enemy : Bab 91 - Bab 100

CHAPTER 91SALVATORE POVI stood beside Lena's hospital bed at dawn and watched her sleep. The nurse confirmed quietly that her condition was stable enough to travel back to the island later that day. I brushed my thumb across her knuckles one last time before I let go of her hand. The words left me almost without thinking. "I'll make sure no one ever gets close enough to hurt you again."Charlie and Diego waited in the hallway. Neither spoke until the door closed behind me. The softness that had been on my face for the past two days disappeared the moment the latch clicked. I was different now.On the private jet home the atmosphere stayed heavy. Charlie laid out the intelligence from Sicily. Several safehouses connected to Caruso had been identified. A shipment of weapons moving through the Adriatic. Two politicians secretly financing Caruso's operations had been exposed. One of my own informants had accepted money to reveal Lena's location during the charity event. I studied every

CHAPTER 93 SALVATORE POVI returned to the office alone after Lena and I left the interrogation room. The mansion felt unusually quiet, like the entire household understood something fragile had shifted and was waiting to see what would break. I closed the door but didn't lock it. The space that normally gave me control now felt tight and airless. I removed my suit jacket and tossed it over a chair. My sleeves stayed rolled to the forearms. Faint stains of dried blood still marked my hands and the edges of my cuffs. I stared at them for a long time, not with pride, but with a deep exhaustion that settled into my bones.I replayed the interrogation in my mind, then the exact moment I turned and found Lena standing in the doorway. I hadn't feared the prisoners. I hadn't feared Dante or the council or the men who still wanted me dead. But the look on her face when she saw that side of me terrified me more than any weapon. I told myself she must finally understand what I truly was. A man

CHAPTER 95 SALVATORE POVI woke before dawn with Lena still curled against my chest. Her breathing was steady and deep, the first truly peaceful sleep she'd managed since Sicily. I watched her for several minutes, careful not to move. A strand of hair was across her cheek. I brushed it away without waking her. She trusted me completely now. That settled something in my chest I hadn't expected.I slipped out of bed quietly so she could keep resting.Instead of going straight to the war room I walked every security post myself. Questioned the guards on duty. Examined the camera feeds. Ordered additional surveillance around the wing where Lena slept. Access to certain corridors and gardens was restricted without exception. The men noticed the change. One captain spoke under his breath as I passed. "No one gets within fifty meters of Miss Lena anymore."Diego watched the new orders accumulate throughout the morning. When I finally entered the war room he followed. Charlie was already rev

CHAPTER 97 SALVATORE POVI was still in the office before dawn when Charlie called. The first light hadn't touched the sea beyond the windows yet. He confirmed what he'd only started to report the night before. Financial transfers dating back months before the massacre had moved through several shell companies and finally reached a firm connected to the old cartel network. That company had existed before the night my family died and vanished shortly after."Whose company?" I asked.Charlie gave the name. Then he added the part that stopped every thought in my head. "David's."I went completely still.My first reaction wasn't fear. It was pure disbelief."Check again," I told him. "David wouldn't have done this."Charlie answered carefully. "I'm not accusing anyone. I'm showing you the records."Irritation rose before I could stop it. "Numbers can be manipulated.""These aren't one or two transactions," Charlie said. "It's years of movement."I refused to accept the conclusion. Someon

CHAPTER 99 SALVATORE POV I sat in the office with Charlie after David left the island. The file containing the names of people connected to him stayed open on the desk. I couldn't stop replaying the small changes in David's expression from the day before. He'd remained calm, yet I knew him well enough to notice the brief tightening of his hand and the way his eyes had moved toward the documents.The largest realization came . David knew something had changed between us.I told Charlie that from now everyone around David needed to be watched, but we couldn't let him realize we were investigating. Charlie agreed without argument. What unsettled me further was the way David had left. He'd driven away without asking a single question about the records or the sudden shift in my manner. That silence felt worse than any protest.I stood at the window and watched the car disappear down the coastal road. Memory came without invitation. David had been the man who raised me after the massacre