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Copyright ©️2021 by Mylovelyreaders All rights reserved. ⚠️DARK ROMANCE⚠️ If you’re looking for some action thriller romantic drama then I would love to welcome you all to my first ever book on this platform ”Psycho Mafia”. Guys this is my first book. This story is entirely my imagination and the characters are fictious. Any resemblance from the resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or locals is entirely coincidental.

I have nothing to offer her, but the new gift of my presence. I grab just edibles and return home. It's going to be a hard time for me and I don't blame Helen for how she's treating me. It must have been a hard time for her too. She was forced to get used to so many things about me she didn't know before, like she didn't know in all my rage that I could murder. I didn't know this too. To get busy I rearrange the setting of sofas in the sitting room, then I sit reading a book written by Helen which I have read before.

In resignation, I retreated into a toilet stall, knowing it was a futile attempt to escape. Locking the door behind me offered only a temporary reprieve. I knew it would only delay the inevitable. "Daisy, don't run away from me," he called out. "You know it's pointless, don't you?" I shivered at his words, paralyzed with fear. "Just let me kill you," he continued, his tone twisted and sadistic. "But don't worry, I won't let a beautiful body like yours go to waste. I'll rape it until it's nothing but a lifeless shell." His words sent chills down my spine, and I realized I was dealing with a psychopath.

I didn't even know how she was using that. “I have memories in it. Pictures and contacts. You can’t just throw my things away.” Aspen protested. “I will get someone to find it. Will you wrap this up? I have somewhere to be.” I uttered impatiently, taking a look at my wristwatch while tapping my foot restlessly against the brakes. It was coming again. That need. The need to spill blood. I was starting to feel restless. Being a psychopath dealing with PTSD has always been a major challenge for me. But I found a way to go about it and that was spilling blood.

“Then let me help. I’m not asking for a gun or a plan. I’m asking to understand.” He stared at me, then nodded. “You need to know what we’re facing,” he said. “Viktor’s not just a rival. He’s a psychopath. Charming, intelligent, patient. He doesn’t attack with force. He poisons. Corrupts. Undermines. He’ll try to get in your head before he ever pulls a trigger.” “Too late,” I muttered. “He’s already in there.” He smirked, but it was dark. “Then it’s time I got him out.”

But then another part of my fucked up brain argued that he should be calling and begging for my forgiveness. I let out a short, bitter laugh. Yeah, right. I couldn’t even picture it. Antonio… on his knees? Apologizing? I dropped my phone back onto the bed, staring up at the ceiling. How had I gotten it so wrong? I had trusted him… talked about myself with him. Surely he must have a reason? I squeezed my eyes shut. Why was I trying to give him a way out? It is like asking why psychopaths kill. Because it is in their nature.

My new patient, My new headache, My new… whatever impossible, forbidden thing he’s trying to become in my mind. He hasn’t left my thoughts since Session One. Which is wrong professionally, ethically, clinically but yet, no matter how many times I repeat those words to myself, my chest still tightens at the sound of his name. Everything about this man feels like a contradiction carved into a human body. He’s dangerous, he’s violent, he displays traits of psychopathy, emotional detachment, lack of remorse, dominance drive, manipulative charm. Let’s not even talk about his family history and what part of the world he comes from no matter how they try to appear clean. Everybody in town knows the

Chapter 4- Target The fear spread to Elise entirely that halted her breathing. The man Samantha talking right now is no other than the villain in the early chapter of the novel. He’s a complete psycho! A nut dog who has a sadistic tendency. Elise is having goosebumps remembering the scenes from the book she read. Elise spend her time in the orphanage creating a plan and she admit that she’s taking her time but his appearance brought panicked to Elise, she needed to get her grief, it’s a real thing but her trembling never subsides

The sun was starting to burn brighter, but after weeks of being locked up inside without it, I wanted nothing more than to feel it seep into every pore in my body. But I couldn't help but feel discomfort even as I tried to enjoy my freedom. The cut burned, and it hindered me from moving the way I wanted when I wanted to. It was probably going to scar. The bastard had cut into my flesh when he could have just tattooed his name onto my skin like a normal person, except, Nicolai wasn't normal. He was a psychopath. A psychopath that I was starting to see in a different light... A psychopath who set my heart on fire.

I always have to spoil the fun. “That can wait. I have more pressing matters to deal with right now.” My dad narrowed his eyes and waited patiently as I said, “I need your help. It seems like I'm seeing things. The series of events began after I met with a patient in Our Lady of Piety's psychiatric hospital. He is a killer and a very scary one. The interview allowed me to determine the pathologies. In addition to schizophrenia, he suffers from neurotic episodes. But that is all. The strange thing is that he was speaking as if he was from another planet.”