Todos os capítulos de My Mafia Stepdad's Obsession : Capítulo 151 - Capítulo 160

HERMES'S POVFor several seconds, I couldn't speak.Liana stood before me, her eyes filled with tears, her breathing uneven. The cap she'd worn to conceal her face hung loosely in her hand, and her face mask was crumpled between her fingers.She looked hurt.Humiliated.And beneath all that anger, I could see the question she was too afraid to ask.Was any of it true?My jaw tightened.Kyle had nearly killed her three weeks ago. Now, from a hospital bed, he had found another way to hurt her.I had underestimated how far that bastard was willing to go."Princess—""Don't."Her voice cracked."Don't call me that right now."I went silent.She looked away, wiping her cheeks angrily."Everyone at school was staring at me today. People were calling me names. They were laughing at me, Hermes. Do you have any idea what that feels like?"My fingers curled into fists."No one has the right to treat you that way.""But they did!" she snapped. "And now everybody thinks I'm sleeping with you!"I

LIANA'S POVI cried until my eyes hurt.My phone lay in my hand, the screen illuminating my face as I stared at the video Kyle had posted.I had already watched it once.That should have been enough.But somehow, I kept going back to the forum, reading the comments beneath it, hoping I would find something that would make me feel less disgusted with myself.Instead, I found more insults.More accusations.More strangers discussing my life as if they knew me personally.She's been sleeping with her stepfather all along.No wonder she dumped Kyle.Imagine betraying your boyfriend with your own mother's husband.Girls like her have no shame.I squeezed my eyes shut.Kyle's face in the hospital bed replayed in my mind. His bandaged body, his bitter expression, the way he had looked directly into the camera while talking about me.Every word had been deliberate.He wanted to ruin me.He wanted everyone to believe I was exactly what he called me.And the worst part?He knew I couldn't defen

CELESTE'S POVSomething was going wrong.I could feel it.For days, I had watched things unfold, waiting for the right moment to take control of the situation. But instead of falling into place, everything was becoming more complicated.First, Kyle had failed to do what I paid him for.Then he had gone ahead and attacked Liana.And now…I stared at the television."...Kyle was found dead in his hospital room earlier this morning. Authorities have yet to release an official statement concerning the circumstances surrounding his death."My fingers went cold around my phone.Dead?Kyle was dead?For several seconds, I couldn't move. I watched the news presenter repeat the announcement, hoping I had somehow misunderstood.I hadn't.Kyle was gone.My bait was dead.The man I had paid to get close to Liana, investigate her, and find out what Marco had left behind was now lying in a hospital morgue.I pressed my lips together.An idiot.That was what Kyle had always been.I had specifically

HERMES'S POVFear.That was what I saw on Celeste's face.For one brief second, her carefully arranged expression cracked. Her face went pale, her lips parted, and her eyes widened as though she had just seen a ghost.It was beautiful.Not because I enjoyed watching my wife suffer, but because I had spent weeks searching for answers, following trails that led nowhere, and questioning people who knew how to keep their mouths shut.Now, finally, I was getting somewhere.Celeste was afraid.And she had every reason to be.I knew she wasn't innocent. I had suspected it before Kyle died, but suspicion wasn't proof. Now I had enough pieces to see the picture forming in front of me.Kyle had been paid to get close to Liana.Someone had wanted information about Marco's affairs.The name Kyle had given me before his death was Celeste's.And when I mentioned the dangers Marco had left behind, my wife's face had practically confessed what her mouth refused to say.I was several steps ahead of he

LIANA'S POVIt had been several weeks since Kyle's death, and people were still talking about him.The news had spread throughout the school. His death had become a topic of discussion in almost every classroom, corridor, and cafeteria.The school had even held a minute of silence in his memory.Some students mourned him genuinely. Others talked about how young he had been and how unfortunate it was that his life had ended so suddenly.And then there were those who still blamed me.Apparently, some people had decided that because Kyle and I had once dated, I was responsible for everything that had happened to him.I couldn't escape their whispers.Sometimes, I wondered whether they would ever get tired.The strangest part was that I missed him sometimes.Not the Kyle who had humiliated me, threatened me, and pushed me off a balcony.I missed the boy I had thought I knew before everything fell apart. The person I had once laughed with. The boyfriend I had imagined a future with before