All Chapters of Obsessed with my Beautiful Enemy : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

50 Chapters

The Morning After

CHAPTER 21 SALVATORE POVI didn't sleep. At least, I didn't really sleep in any way that mattered.The storm had passed hours ago, but my mind was still trapped inside it. I stood by the window long after Lena drifted off into unconsciousness, watching the ocean. Watching the darkness. Watching anything except her.Because every time I looked at that bed, I remembered the expression on her face when she woke me from the nightmare. She wasn't afraid. That was the problem.Everyone feared me. They were supposed to. It kept people alive, created distance and control.Lena had looked at me like she'd seen something she wasn't supposed to see. Something human. Something real beneath all the darkness.The thought irritated me deeply. I hated being seen. Especially by her.Yet sometime before dawn arrived, exhaustion finally won the battle inside my chest. When I opened my eyes again, sunlight was spilling through the windows in golden rays.The storm was completely gone. The room felt dif

The Noticing

CHAPTER 22 LENA POVSomething had changed between us, and I noticed it at breakfast the next morning.It wasn't because Salvatore said anything to indicate it. It wasn't because he did anything obvious that the others could see. It happened in the quiet moments. In the way he looked at me. Again and Again The problem wasn't the staring itself. The problem was that I had started noticing it. That I had begun anticipating it. That somewhere along the way, his attention had become something I was aware of before it even arrived.The dining room overlooked the ocean beyond the fortress walls. Morning sunlight spilled across the long table, making everything look golden and warm and impossible.Matteo sat beside me feeding pieces of toast to Brutus beneath the table whenever he thought nobody was watching. Everyone knew what he was doing. Nobody stopped him.Especially not Salvatore.I reached for my coffee cup carefully.The familiar feeling hit instantly. His gaze. Heavy. Quiet. Consta

The Claim

CHAPTER 23SALVATORE POV The meeting should have been routine. Simple. Predictable.Instead, it became the longest two hours of my life.I sat at the head of the conference table while men who controlled ports, politicians, and entire cities argued over numbers and territory lines drawn on maps. Normally, I enjoyed meetings like this. Power was easiest to understand when it was spread across a table in front of you. Power followed rules. People followed patterns. Everything could be controlled with the right leverage.Today felt completely different. I felt wrong in ways I couldn't explain.Because Lena was in the room. She wasn't speaking. Wasn't participating in any of the discussions happening around her. She was just sitting near the far wall with a file open on her lap. Listening. Observing. Existing. And somehow that was enough to distract me from everything else.I hated that realization. And the fact that I couldn't stop once I'd acknowledged it made everything worse.Diego w

The Breaking Point

CHAPTER 24.LENA POVThe sunset had bled out into deep indigo, leaving only the faint glow of dying light hanging on the horizon. I stood at the terrace railing.Salvatore was too close. Not touching me, but standing near enough that I could feel the heat rolling off him in waves. I could smell the faint trace of gun oil and salt on his skin from the day's meetings. The scent made my chest tighten in ways I didn't want to examine.I hated how aware I'd become of him. Every shift of his body. Every quiet breath. Every movement caught my attention like he was the only real thing in the world.After what he'd done in that meeting publicly claiming me like I was already his property, his possession I should have been furious. I was furious. But underneath the anger, something hotter twisted and burned. Something that made my stomach tighten and my skin flush with heat I couldn't control."You really think that was necessary?" I asked, my voice low but sharp. I didn't turn to look at him.

Running From Her

CHAPTER 25 SALVATORE POV I never found out who fired those shots on the cliffs that night. The reports came in within the hour. A nervous guard. A false alarm. Nothing significant. Nothing that justified the chaos that followed afterward. But I barely listened to any of it. Because my attention wasn't on the security breach or the investigation. It was on the woman standing alone out on that terrace in the darkness. The woman I had kissed like I was trying to consume her whole. The woman who had somehow done more damage to me in a single night than my enemies had managed to inflict in ten years. I should have never touched her. That thought repeated itself the entire night, cycling endlessly through my head. Again and again and again, like a curse I couldn't break. Yet every time I closed my eyes, I remembered her. The anger in her voice when she challenged me. The tears she tried so hard to hide. The way she had looked at me as if she could see every ugly thing buried de

The Man Who Refused

CHAPTER 26 LENA POVThe first time I heard Dante Caruso publicly demand my return, I laughed.It wasn't because the demand was funny. It was ridiculous.I was sitting in the library with a book on my lap when Charlie walked in carrying a folder thick enough to stop a bullet. His expression alone told me something big had happened.Brutus lifted his massive head from where he'd been resting at my feet.Charlie looked between both of us, then sighed heavily."You're going to hear about it anyway."I closed the book resting on my lap carefully."Hear about what?"He hesitated. That was never a good sign."Dante issued a statement this morning."My stomach tightened immediately. Dante Caruso never did anything without a specific reason driving him."What kind of statement?"Charlie rubbed the back of his neck, clearly uncomfortable."The public kind."I blinked at him."The public kind?""He wants you returned."The words settled over the room like stones dropping into still water. Heavy

The Engagement ring

CHAPTER 27SALVATORE POV I should have thrown the ring into the ocean a long time ago.The thought crossed my mind at least once a day. Sometimes more than that. Way more on the nights when I couldn't sleep.It was a simple gold band. Nothing special. Nothing that stood out. Nothing valuable.Yet somehow it remained exactly where I had hidden it months ago. Locked inside the bottom drawer of my desk. I hated that feeling. Because I couldn't explain the reason to myself. I couldn't justify keeping it. The ring should have meant absolutely nothing.It belonged to a wedding that never happened that day. A future that had died the moment I walked into that ballroom. A life Lena no longer had. A life I had taken from her.And yet every time I considered getting rid of it, every time I thought about throwing it away, my hand refused to cooperate. My mind refused to let go of it.So the ring stayed in that drawer. And I pretended I didn't think about it constantly. I pretended I didn't ope

What He Remembered

CHAPTER 28LENA POVSleep never came to me that night. I spent most of the dark hours staring at the ceiling above my bed, replaying every single word from dinner. Every look that had passed between us. Every silence that somehow felt louder than any argument could have been. Every moment that carried more weight than it should have.Everywhere has grown quiet around me. Too quiet. The kind of silence that made thoughts dangerous.I turned onto my side. Then onto my back. Then onto my side again. The constant shifting helped nothing at all.Because the problem wasn't the room itself. The problem wasn't the darkness or the pillows or the bed beneath me. The problem was the man occupying far too much space inside my head.Salvatore.A week ago, I would have gladly gone hours without seeing his face. Gladly avoided every hallway he might walk down. Now his absence felt almost as distracting as his presence when he was there.That realization annoyed me enough to throw a pillow across the

The Crack In Armor

CHAPTER 29SALVATORE POV The meeting dragged on forever, and my patience was hanging by a thread.I sat at the head of the long table in the war room, fingers steepled under my chin while Diego laid out the latest numbers on shipments from the eastern ports. Voices rose and fell all around me. Arguments about routes. Bribes. Rival families sniffing too close to our territory. Normally, this was where I thrived. Control. Precision. Every piece on the board was exactly where I placed it.Today, nothing stuck. Everything just slipped away.My mind kept slipping away to somewhere else. To her. To Lena.The way her voice sounded last night when she told me about Matteo. The way her eyes had searched mine, looking for answers I didn't have. The faint tremble in her hand when she touched my arm without thinking, like she trusted me enough to reach out even while fearing what I was capable of.I hated that feeling. It annoyed me how one talk with her could ruin my focus for the rest of the

The Ring and The Truth

CHAPTER 30LENA POVSalvatore burst into the garden like a storm breaking over water.Gun drawn. Eyes wild with something close to fear. Matteo and I stood near the rose bushes with Brutus at our feet. The dog barked once but stayed close to us without moving away.Salvatore reached us in seconds that felt stretched and impossible. He pulled me against his chest with one arm while his other hand checked Matteo for injuries. His grip was desperate."Lena!" His voice came urgent. "Are you hurt? Either of you?""We're fine," I said quickly, my hands gripping his shirt. "We heard the shots and stayed low. What happened?"Salvatore scanned the trees surrounding the garden, then holstered his gun carefully. His breath came hard and fast. "Intruders. My men handled it. They didn't get close. You're safe."Matteo looked up at him with fear still lingering in his eyes. "Was it because of me? Because of what I heard?"Salvatore knelt down beside the boy, resting a hand on his shoulder firmly. "

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