All Chapters of THE MAFIA KING'S OBSESSION : Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

Liana. The Wrong DoorRain lashes against my windshield so hard I can barely see the road, I grip the steering wheel tighter, my knuckles turning white as the wipers struggle to keep up with the downpour. Thunder rumbles somewhere overhead, shaking the air around me, and for the fifth time in ten minutes, I glance at the clock on my dashboard, 8:42 p.m. I’m late, like one hour late. “Come on, come on” I mutter, leaning forward as if that somehow helps the car move faster through traffic.My phone buzzes through the car speakers and I hit accept.“Please tell me you are not still driving,” Maya Bennett says.I exhale sharply. “I’m still driving.”Maya groans loud enough to make me wince.“Liana! It’s almost nine. I thought this wedding delivery was supposed to be done hours ago.”“It was,” I say dryly.“So why are you still out?”I glance at the backseat where dozens of white roses, orchids, and lilies are carefully arranged in floral boxes. The expensive flowers fill my car with a

LiannaThe Devil’s EyesThe door opens and everyone and everything is still, no one moves, even the air in the room changes, it's thicker, colder, heavier.I don’t know why, but every instinct inside me screams the same thing.Danger.The first thing I notice is his shoes when he walks in, they are perfectly polished, pure black leather, then I follow his legs, he has long legs and broad shoulders and then I look up.For one disorienting second, my terrified mind refuses to make sense of what I’m seeing.Because monsters aren’t supposed to look like this. They aren’t supposed to be beautiful.But the man standing in the doorway is devastatingly tall, powerfully built.Dark hair swept back like he doesn’t care how perfect it looks. He has sharp cheekbones a strong jaw.And eyes, Dear God his eyes, cold gray like winter steel, like storm clouds before lightning strikes.Like the kind of eyes that have watched people die and felt nothing.This is him, Cassian Moretti.The man everyone fea

LiannaThe Wedding NightThe applause keeps ringing in my ears, it's too loud and wrong. As if everyone in this room hasn’t just witnessed the destruction of my life.I can’t feel my legs.I can’t feel anything except the crushing weight of the ring on my finger and my eyes remain fixed on it, the huge diamond on my finger. That cursed, glittering diamond.It sparkles under the chandelier as if mocking me. I barely register the reception that follows.People approach us and congratulate us. I fake a smile and shake hands and play pretend. I force air into my lungs and stay upright, that becomes my only goal.At some point, champagne is placed in my hand.I don’t drink. Food is served but I don’t eat.Music plays but I hear none of it.I feel like a ghost trapped inside someone else’s body.Several times I catch people staring at me.Not admiring or studyingAs if trying to understand why I am here instead of Bianca.As if waiting for the truth to explode.Beside me, Cassian barely sp