Dirty And Dangerous Obsession

MONALISA P. O. V

I lay on my bed, reading a book I found in my side bed drawer the moment I had my breakfast and I was bored.

Doven quickly left the house after promising he would be back as soon as possible because I told him I wasn’t comfortable having Diane around me.Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

The lady was acting so creepy which I wasn’t affluent with. Her constant glaring and unsafe words were like; I would leave this house without anyone chasing me out.

But I held unto Doven’s words; She was only acting that way because she felt intimidated by my presence. But I won’t let her overstep her boundaries because I’m not In competition with anyone. If she truly had a problem with my stay here, then she should talk to Derek about it and not transfer aggression to me.

I was so engrossed in my reading when I heard a knock on my door and at the same time, I heard the sound of feet striding inside. I veered around with the hope of seeing Doven but to my dismay, it was the she-devil.

She stood still like a long wood, with her arms crossed under her breast. Her facial expression was dull and cold asual. Anger and hatred were visible in her eyes, and if gaze could kill, I would’ve been seven feet below the ground.

My gaze traveled down her body and I noticed she was all dressed up, wearing heavy makeup on her face, like she was going on a date. No doubt, she looked gorgeous.

“What do you want now, Diane…” I gently dropped the book beside me and waited patiently for her to speak. I have never liked her presence for once.

She never uttered a word but rather showered her unpleasant gaze on me. “Quit the gaze and say something. Or better still, leave my room.” I pointed my finger at the closed door.

She suddenly let out a sarcastic laughter and stopped almost immediately, as she strode toward me. “Enjoy while it lasts. Whore…!” She sneered.

“Don’t you dare call me that—-”

“And what if I do, whore…!” She fired back, challenging me.

I chuckled softly, “You are bittered. Don’t worry I feel your pain. But let it all end in the kitchen where you belong.” I sneered. I guessed that hit really bad because her expression was mixed with shock.

Her lips curved into a smirk, “Like I said, enjoy while it lasts. Soon he will get tired of your pussy and pull off to the next bitch.”

“And you equally thoughts the next bitch is you?” I let out a nervous-breaking laughter, clapping my both hands together. I stood up and walked closer to her, standing a few inches away from her face. “That will only happen in your wildest fantasy, honey.” Her Jews dropped instantly, I guess she wasn’t expecting this huge blow in the face.

I slowly began to swirl around her, “It will be such a pity, that I alone have the privilege to touch his hard chest, Sexy six packs, and watch him moan out my name right beneath me.” I leaned over her ears and whispered.

She kept clutching her finger into a fist in fury. I think she was trying so hard to keep her anger under control, as her chest rose and fell rapidly. I think my words touched her bone marrow.

I let out a dry laugh and continued, “But what about you? You can only shove your fingers into your pussy, with your head and mind clouded with Derek’s image. But then, He will be with me, doing the main deal.” I sneered. “Fuck…! I pity you already.” I finally stood in front of her.

She angrily raised her hand to hit me but the door burst open and revealed Doven. He strode inside with his face screwed up in confusion.

“Are you two fighting again?” He demanded, walking in fully.

Diane slowly brought down her hand, which was hanging in the air, and sent me a cold glare. But I never cared.

“No need for that anyway. Diane, did you deliver Mob’s message?” He veered toward Diane, who fixed her cold gaze on me the entire time. She hissed loudly, ignoring his question, and walked away, barging the door so hard.

He shook his head and averted his gaze to me, “Mob asked me to bring you to the garden. So get dressed, let’s go.”

My eyebrows knitted, “What for? Wait?! Was that the reason why Diane looked all dressed up? Is she tagging along?” I asked, as my mind recalled how gorgeous she looked a few minutes again.

“No! Only she knew why she’s dressed like that.” He shrugged his shoulder.

I nodded and strode toward my wardrobe and picked out a black strapless gown with stopped above my knees. I walked back into the washroom to try them on, which I did and I look so beautiful.

_Come sit here; I will do your makeup_

My mind drifted back to Candy’s words and my lips stretched in a smile. Fuck! I missed her so much, already.

I didn’t bother to apply makeup because I sucked at it. I only packed my hair into a loose bun and grabbed my pose. “Shall we?” I smiled and flashed him a smile with my hand stretched out.

“You look beautiful.” He complimented me, took my hand, and led me outside, we entered the car and zoomed off. To God known where.

After an hour’s ride, we arrived in front of a huge black gate, which automatically gave way for us to ride inside.

We got down from the car and my eyes were drowned out by the beauty of the environment, and cars of different shapes and sizes lined up in a roll.

_Where is this place? _

“Let’s go.” Doven gestured me to follow his lead which I did.

We walked toward the entrance and MIGHTY EAGLE GARDEN was boldly written on the door entrance. I could only imagine how many properties Derek owned, he must be more super loaded than I thought.

The moment we stepped into the main garden, I already fell in love with the beauty of the numerous flowers. The fresh alluring scent of the garden hit my nostrils which prompted me to shut my eyes, inhealing the scent into me.

I opened my eyes and my gaze sighted a long well-decorated table ahead of me, and I found the only man who swiped off my feet just by his cold gaze, sitting on one of the chairs, looking as handsome as a merman. He was clothed in a grey suit, leaving a few buttons of his inner white shirt open, which left his upper chest exposed.

He looked cute. His curly silver hair fell on his well-curved oval face, leaving only some parts of it uncovered. He let his pouty lips shoot out like a wet berry while he was sitting like a king.

His cold expression made him look effortlessly breathtaking and I loved him for that.

_This guy. This guy will surely be the end of me. _

“Let’s go.” Doven motioned me to follow him, and I slowly trailed behind him like a scared kitty cat.

As we got closer to the table, my palms were already sweaty, as he stood up waiting for me to get closer.

My heart was beating like a loud drum, which made me lower my gaze to the ground when I finally stood in front of him.

He slowly raised his hand to my face, pulled my jaws up to his gaze, and leaned over, locking his lips with mine.

The smell of his perfume, of a soft peachy scent of his conditioner, was dizzying, butterflies dancing in my stomach at that gesture and my brain lost its focus. But warmth consumed me as I leaned into the kiss and deepened it.

His other free hands crawled behind my waist and pulled me closer to him, as we both devoured our lips, like animals on heat.

I missed him so fucking much. I want it this way. Just the two of us, me and Derek all alone in this world. The attraction pulling us both was like strong magnets, with our hands inching to touch and explore each other’s bodies.

A soft moan escaped my lips when he softly bit my lower lips and suck on my tongue like a cute baby. While my hands care his chest and my other hand, shoved into his soft silver hair.

“Mob boss?” Doven’s annoying voice interrupted the moment, as Derek withdrew from my lips and I whined in disappointment, which made him grind widely. “The other Mafias are here, waiting for your permission to come in” He informed, bowing respectfully.

“Let them in.” Derek took a few steps away from me and sat in his seat. His once smiling face quickly switched into a cold face. I wondered how he does that so effortlessly.

After a few minutes, I sighted 7 men, and 1 lady clothed in the different expensive colors of suit. They all held a briefcase in their hands as they strode toward us.

Some were young and some were old. The kind of aura emitting from the body was dangerous and threatening. They all held the same cold gaze with well-armed men behind them.

They got close and all took a sit. Immediately they started speaking Italian which I found hard to comprehend what they were saying, so I decided to pour myself a drink to at least keep myself busy. I wondered why Derek called me here.

“Michael, I thought I gave you a strict warning not to ever show your face in my gathering ever again.” Derek suddenly growled, as his hands clutched into a hard fist.

“I’m sorry Mob. Dominic is Ill and he instructed me to come in his place.” The Micheal guy responded. And I choked on my drink the moment I heard that name.

Everyone averted their gaze in my direction. I tried to clean off the wine I mistakenly spilled on my dress, and slowly raised my gaze and found the Micheal guy staring at me so intensively, as his expression was mixed with shock.

_Oh God, I don’t want him to see my face. But I’m so certain I have never seen him before_

I stylishly loosened my messy bun and my hair scattered all over my face.

“If you don’t quit staring at my woman, I will have your both eyes shoved down your throat…!!!” Derek angrily stamped his fist hand on the table.