All Chapters of The Mafia Professor’s Cruel Obsession: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

|| Narrator’s Pov ||“I want you.”Killian’s brows twitched as he looked back and forth between her innocent eyes. The sound of rain echoed from outside. It hadn’t stopped.“What?”“Love me.” Rosa demanded quietly. “Love me all you want. I want you to love me.” Her voice was small, like she was asking for candies.Killian blinked, momentarily taken aback. He straightened. His chest rose with a deep breath before he gently cupped her cheek. “My little bunny,” his thumb brushed her skin, “We don’t have to rush. We’ve already been through too much and I want our love to come from peace. From trust. We’ll wait till our marriage, until your heart feels completely safe with me. We have time, and I’ll wait as long as it takes.” he tried to make her understand.Rosa’s hand rose and touched his hand that was resting on her cheek, and held it tightly before her.“I want to believe you. I want to trust you again without any doubt. I want to give myself to you completely.” her eyes pleaded him.K

|| Narrator’s Pov || Rosa shifted slightly on Killian’s lap as they sat in the dining room for breakfast. The soft morning light poured through the large oval window of his mansion, bathing the table in a golden glow. Rosa dipped a strawberry into the mug of chocolate, smiling at the thick coating dripping slowly. She put it into her mouth, savoring the sweetness. Just as she reached for another and dipped it again, bringing it close to her lips, the strong veined hand slipped around her waist, pulling her back gently. The sudden pull made her hand slip, smearing some chocolate across her mouth. Her back met his firm chest. Rosa blinked up at him with a straight face. Killian’s eyes dropped to her lips that had chocolate smeared. His brows furrowed slightly before a low chuckle escaped him. He brushed his thumb over the corner of her mouth, wiping away the smear then brought it to his lips and licked it clean. Rosa watched quietly, saying nothing. Killian’s hand slipped around h

|| Narrator’s Pov || The makeup room buzzed with soft chatter. The stylist adjusted the last strand of Rosalie’s hair, shaping it into a perfect rose bun before carefully clipping the delicate net veil behind her head. “All done.” the woman gasped, stepping back to admire her. “Oh my god! I can’t believe how stunning you look. I swear, I’ve never seen a bride this beautiful in my entire life!” Rosa slowly lifted her eyes toward the mirror. Her reflection stole her breath. The reflection staring back looked ethereal. She was glowing. The white, off-shoulder gown hugged her perfectly. It flowed like silk of nets. Pearls were glinting faintly along the fabric. She looked like someone out of a fairytale. “Holy shit—!” Aria’s voice exploded through the makeup room. Rosa turned her head just in time to see her best friend nearly lunging toward her. “Damn! You look unreal! Oh my fucking god! You’re literally glowing!” Ar

|| Narrator’s Pov || The room was dim. The moonlight spilled inside softly. Killian leaned against the wall beside the washroom of their bedroom. He rubbed his jaw while his mind plotted how to make their first night of marriage unforgettable. Then, the washroom door clicked open. Killian froze and his eyes snapped to the doorway. His pupils deepened instantly the moment he took in her figure. Rosalie was standing there, staring back at him, clad in a plain silk night wear that fell just to her knees. Thin straps revealed her delicate arms and collarbones through the V-shaped neckline. Her petite frame looked impossibly delicate and tender. Killian couldn’t take his eyes off her. Rosa’s cheeks heated under his intense gaze. Perhaps she sensed what was coming. It was their first night as husband and wife, after all. Rosa tore her eyes from him and walked toward the mirror silently. Killian’s dark expression hardened at her naive ignorance. Rosa stared at her reflection. She looked

|| Narrator’s Pov ||—Next Morning—Killian stepped inside their bedroom. A gentle smile appeared on his face as he took in the sight of his wife sleep peacefully.Memories of last night’s dirty memories flooded his mind. He took a deep breath, then lowered himself onto one knee on the bed and leaned close to her face. She was laying on her side. Her lashes rested gently on her cheeks, skin glowed in the morning sun and her hair spilled over the pillow like silk.Killian pressed a tender kiss to her cheek. “Wake up, bunny.” he murmured in a low tone, careful not to disturb her serenity.She didn’t move. Killian’s gaze didn’t soften yet. He nudged her again. “Wake up.”“Mmmhm.” Rosa whined and her lashes parted slowly slowly. “I want to sleep more.” she mumbled in a sleepy tone before closing her eyes again.“No more sleep. It’s already eleven. Wake up now.” Killian cooed in his usual deep voice.“Uhno.” she whin