I Became A Sitter For The Obsessive Villains Novels & Stories

The thought made me nauseous. My father's face had darkened considerably. "If there are other people involved, why haven't they surfaced?" Adrian's gaze shifted toward him. "Because professionals rarely surface." The room fell silent. "They let others take risks," Adrian continued. "People like Camilla and Mason become useful because they attract attention. They become the visible villains."

He was brought to his knees, stripped of his title and his dignity. Lily was dragged from her chair, her pleas for mercy falling on deaf ears. By twisting the truth, I had ensured they would share the same fate—not as enemies, but as co-conspirators. As they were dragged toward the dungeons, Gabriel stepped to my side, his hand resting firmly on the small of my back. "You played a dangerous game, Vanessa," he whispered, watching our enemies disappear into the dark corridor. "I didn't play a game, Gabriel," I replied, looking up at him. "I ended one.”

XANDER POV I HATED IT! All of this; I hated it. She didn’t come here to slither around housewives or get free smoothies and hot baths. She wasn’t on a damn vacation for crying out loud. She was Isabella Fuckin’ Jones, one of my chess pieces who were supposed to be a watchdog guarding my cocaine. That's why she was here, to work for me. And to make those bloody Italians pay for everything. I was damn fed up with them spreading their shit and branding everything in their trail. And robbing them of something they held so dear was one thing that soothed me in ways I never imagined.

POV. Isabella Di’Giotanno. After we agreed on how to continue the investigations and since my heat is just around the corner, we must be quick. I settled into my chair, waiting for Mom to bring Scott and the three expert doctors for the Assessment. I watch as the others continue to talk about culprits behind the attacks, but I’m honestly not paying attention. I feel restless. “Aika, are you okay? You are very quiet this morning.” “Girl, something’s not right. I am feeling the same way as when the attack occurred in the assessment.”

He later sat in the ward with me but was busy with his laptop. “Thank you. We could have gone home instead of stressing you like this.” “I didn’t say I’m stressed. I’m doing my job.” I stayed quiet. I felt the urge to ask him how I ended up following the wrong person last night. Lucian Blackwood and the other man don’t even look alike. The news came on about an illegal gambling den with drugs and thugs, the same place we came from. My life keeps getting more dangerous. I munched on the chips I was served. Orion Kade didn’t look concerned in any way.

We weren’t getting any answers” Eventually, Maya leaned back and sighed. “Okay. So we don’t have a villain monologue. Yet.” I closed my laptop, “But we have a pattern” She nodded. “Someone either feels threatened or is just the most evil person ever. I hate snitches” She then softened and looked at me, “Hey, we’ll figure this out. We just need to stay patient” I met her gaze. “You’re not worried this’ll blow back on us?” She shrugged. “It already has.” That earned a quiet laugh from me.

My detective mode came to life, thanks to the true crime videos I binge almost every night. If Vivian had gotten rid of Malcolm to be with Anthony, she would probably have been obsessed with him. And obsessed people were fucking dangerous and were worse than assassins. They wouldn’t stop until they got what they wanted, no matter the cost. If they couldn’t have their target, they would destroy what their target loved most. The thought chilled me, and I hoped I was overthinking it, that Vivian wasn’t as evil as I painted her to be in my head. I was jumping to conclusions. I had to be careful not to vilify Vivian just because I left my pussy juices on her husband's thigh.

He looked up as we entered, fear flickering in his expression. “Are you ready to talk?” I asked, my voice cold and detached. He nodded frantically. “I’ll tell you everything. Just… don’t kill me.” “Oh don't worry, I will make sure you leave here intact.” I crouched in front of him, meeting his gaze. “Who hired you?” “Damian Withworth ,” he stammered. “He has been obsessed with her and my job was to sabotage her car and kidnap her without anyone noticing..” His voice shook.

'''' ''''No, Actually, Shruti tried to kill herself and this stressed him out. I sat down in shock... I was thinking that this problem would be the last but Everytime A new problem and when I think its the last one Another one appears infront of me... ''''Hey!!!! Yukti???? Are you there?????'''' ''''Yeah!!! I am here...I am fine...'''' '''I am on my way... We will go to the hospital okay.. Don't worry. He is alright and perfectly fine...'''' '''okay...''' I sat down and didn't know how much time I was sitting still... Vikram arrived and he was ringing the bell continuously...

She began to feel dizzy and druzy, her eyes turned black, her knees gave way and she fell before she could hit the hard concrete ground Ivo saved her by grabbing her wrist on time. “Why would the witches help the vampires?!.” Liam asked out of confusion. “A good deal!.” Marshal replied. They all looked at him with shock. “Okay let’s split up!.” Zemia said. “And what way do you think they went?!.” Aiden asked with displeasure in his voice.