All Chapters of The Mafia Professor’s Cruel Obsession: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

|| Author POV ||The room grew heavier. Albert didn’t waver. Instead, his gaze met Killian’s before he finally opened his mouth.“I want you to marry Elara.”Killian’s eyes snapped at Albert in disbelief. His expression alone screamed—‘You know I already have my woman. How can you tell me to marry someone else?’His face turned to cold stone. He didn’t care how it might look infront of the elder.“I can’t!” Killian spat coldly. His response was immediate and his tone as sharp as a bladeAlbert’s calm nod was unsettling. “Why not?” he asked smoothly.“You already know exactly why–” Killian began only to be cut off.“Yes, I know.” Albert’s voice deepened. “That’s why I’m telling you to marry my granddaughter. Don’t play a fool, Killian. I know you’re aware I’ve sent my man to watch you and that innocent girl. You think I don’t know what’s going on?” Albert’s voice turned firm.Killian’s fingers curled into a tight fist on his knee. The veins on his hand standing out.“You can’t ruin an

|| Author POV ||Rosa sat by the window. Her legs were pulled to her chest on the chair, head resting on her arms.She was scared to dangle her legs. What if someone pulls them?Her eyes were fixed on the pale moon outside but she saw nothing, felt nothing except fear.She was terrified to close her eyes. So damn terrified to sleep.The room feels alive. Someone or something.. lurking in the shadows, watching her. A presence that shouldn’t exist.And she was scared.So scared. So completely, unbearably scared!Rosa’s eyes were shimmering beautifully like an amethyst diamond in the dark.She hugged herself even tighter. There are some thoughts she refused to admit that he had forced himself on her. He couldn’t be her professor–Rosa blinked her eyes, trying to forget.She flinched slightly at the tiny clicking sound of the door. Rosa glanced back fearfully. The door opened, revealing a tall shadow. She couldn’t see his face. But It was him in the darkness.Why did he come?Rosa spun ba

|| ᴀᴜᴛʜᴏʀ ᴘᴏᴠ ||In the depths of the dead forest, Rosa’s eyes darted around, searching.The surrounding was grey, shabby and dry leaves under her feet. No one was there. A faint mist curled, lowly slithering through the trees, creeping toward her.Then Rosa’s gaze froze. A black shadow stood in the distance. The outline of a woman. Familiar. Too familiar.Rosa’s breath hitched. Her trembling hand lifted on its own, reaching forward. “Mommah?”She blinked rapidly when another shadow materialized. The face grew clearer. Her father’s face.The woman’s head tilted softly, “Baby? How are you? Mommy misses you.” her voice was gentle and achingly tender.Rosa’s chest rose sharply. She nodded frantically, stumbling forward, taking steps closer. But the closer Rosa tried to get, the farther they drifted away. Their shadows stretched back, retreating with every step she took forward.“Mommah, wait for me. Please don’t go. Momma?”“Does he hurt you, my baby? Are you in pain? Mommy can take you

[This part contains depictions of self-harm. Reader discretion is advised.]|| Author POV ||—FLASHBACK—Almost two years ago.Rosalie visited Velaris Island for the first time in her life. It was a vacation with her aunt and Kevin. The island’s beauty left her breathless.By the afternoon, she wanted some time alone so she went to the shore after telling Kevin.She wandered around. The ocean stretched endlessly before her. Waves glinted under the golden sun. She let herself get lost in the ethereal charm.She let the waves lap at her toes, feeling a strange, fleeting freedom.Though a grown girl, her mind wandered to childlike wonder. She scooped handfuls of sand, played with them, built little castles, letting the grains slip through her little fingers while laughing quietly to herself.As evening approached–the shore was completely empty, leaving her alone with the whispering waves. Rosa smiled, soaking in the tranquil beauty. A rare peace settled over her heart.The sky was lookin

|| Author POV || Killian’s dead eyes slowly moved to Rosalie. He stepped forward. His presence was heavy in the quiet. Rosa’s body shivered under the thin duvet at his presence. She knew how furious he might be on her. Without a word, Killian pulled out the chair beside the bed and sat. Rosa flinched when his cold hand took hers and he began unwrapping the bandage from her palm. Killian didn’t ask why she did it, didn’t scold her. He worked in silence, focused on her hand. Never once he met her gaze. His face was a stone with no emotion, but the veins in his neck were visible. Rosa couldn’t bring herself to move, even her eyes. She kept her eyes turned away toward a corner. When Killian finished, he simply rose and left the room without a word. Rosa slowly lifted her trembling hand, staring at her naked palm. The flesh had already closed. There was no fresh blood, no need for another bandage. Her hand was finally free. It had healed. The scar remained but it wasn’t looking th