All Chapters of THE MAFIA KING'S OBSESSION : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Cassian.I woke a few minutes past five. It was a long, deep sleep, considering my usual two to three hour stints. I lay there for a few minutes, hoping if I kept my eyes closed, I could sleep again. Less hours to get through in the day if I could just sleep them off. But that wasn’t happening.My cell phone buzzed on the nightstand. I picked it up. Dominic. A quick glance told me he was still pissed about the meeting. I decided to delete Dominic’s message without bothering to read the rest.I tossed the covers back, got out of bed, and pulled the curtain aside to look outside, the sun would rise soon.Finding clean running clothes, I put them and my Nikes on, glanced once at the connecting door, and walked out of my bedroom and down the stairs. I used the door in the kitchen, which opened onto a large terrace. I jogged out, crossing it and the swimming pool area, and headed into the woods, running to meet the sun. It only took me a few minutes to realize I wasn’t alone.Gates prote

Lianna I hated him, I thought to myself just looking at him. Cassian sat across from me with a huge grin on his face, cutting on a piece of sausage. I tore my bread into pieces and glared at him, he was gloating and he was not hiding it either and it made me even more furious. “I hate you.”I hated myself more, how could I have done what he said? How in hell had I enjoyed it? He had made me come three times. Three times! I had felt Fuck, what had I felt for him? The man had made me come, that was all. Any feelings were physical and sexual.“You liked me just fine a little while ago.” He bit into a piece of Nutella smeared toast, a little of the chocolate paste sticking to the side of his mouth. He wiped it with his thumb then made a show of licking it off his finger.Frustrated, I grabbed an apple out of the bowl of fruit and threw it at him. He caught it like a baseball and bit into it.“Thanks.”I fisted my hands at my sides at this infuriating man. Rainey came by with a pot of c

CassianI left, I walked out of the house and to the six car garage, a building separate from the main house. Taking the keys from the locked box by the door, I chose the Bugatti and climbed inside. I turned the key, the engine crisp and sharp in the early morning quiet. The gates opened, and the tires squealed as I left the property and drove onto the lonely single lane road. I opened it up then, enjoying the rush as my body pressed back into the seat, the car’s powerful engine roaring, taking the turns tightly, my foot pressing harder and harder on the accelerator.Who the fuck was I? What in hell had I just done, humiliating Lianna like that? Hurting her. Christ Fuck, I was a monster.I inhaled and exhaled short, audible breaths, my stomach tight, the muscles of my arms clenched as I fisted the steering wheel hard.She got under my skin. This barely Twenty one year old woman whom I fucking owned got under my fucking skin every single fucking time. I needed to control her for so

LiannaI was a prisoner here, I spent the day in my bedroom. I slept a little, then read and slept some more.Rainey brought me a tray at lunchtime when I told her I wasn’t feeling well, and then another at dinnertime. I didn’t ask where Cassian was or what he was doing. Didn’t know if he would just come barging in here and demand things from me. Punish me, humiliate me. But he never did. When Rainey came to clear my dinner tray, I finally got up the nerve to ask her.“Is Cassian home?”“No, ma’am, he called a little while ago to say he wouldn’t be home tonight.”So was he spending the night somewhere else? Where? With whom? And why did I care? At least he wouldn’t hurt me, not if he wasn’t here.But Cassian didn’t come home the next night either. Unable to hide in my room any longer, I finally left it late the following morning and gave myself a tour of the house, looking around in the corners, behind plants, for cameras. I wouldn’t be surprised to find them. He had said I had free r

Lianna “Wow. He is intense.”I exhaled. “Yeah.” I couldn’t tell Bianca about what he had done. What I had done.Hell, I wasn’t sure myself what it all meant or how I felt about it.“Effie, it’s polite to offer chocolates to others first before you dig in.”My sister tried to sound strict, but I saw the proud smile she worked to hide.Effie turned her big, pale blue eyes to her mom, her mouth working on a second piece of chocolate. She rose to her feet and walked over to us.“Would you like a chocolate?” she asked, turning to me first.“I would love one.” I chose a dark chocolate and thanked her. Bianca declined, and Effie shrugged a shoulder and helped herself to a third.“How are you doing? You didn’t answer any of my messages. I thought he wasn’t letting you use the phone!”I shook my head with a weak smile. “No, it was just drained. I only checked the messages a few minutes before you got here, actually.”“Well, you’re going to have to answer next time. I got worried.” I nodded.“