All Chapters of The Mafia Professor’s Cruel Obsession: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

|| Author POV ||Rosa’s whole body stiffened as if the floor had vanished beneath her feet. Her gaze stuck on the silver weapon. Heart thudded like a war drum.A gun?She literally froze. She didn’t know what to think or what to do. Rosa felt numb. She didn’t need any more evidence to know the truth.Tears sprang into her eyes, her gaze shifting downward, right beneath the silver weapon and there was an old newspaper.Her breath literally jammed as soon as the bold headline caught her attention.·˚✎ ﹏Killian’s gaze stayed fixed on the road, one hand steady on the steering wheel. But then his eyes narrowed sharply, he glanced at the seat beside him. Empty.“Damn it!”He spat, irritation flashing across his face. “Haah.” A low breath hissed through his teeth.The file? How could he forget something so important?His grip tightened on the wheel. Whatever patience he had left snapped in that moment. He slammed his foot down and spun the car around. Tires screeched on the wet pavement, sp

|| Author POV ||His palm slid to her cheek in a chilling slow motion. Rosa flinched at his touch and looked at his deadly eyes with her teary one.“Say that again.”Rosa couldn’t form any more words in fear. Her heart was feeling unstable. Killian’s fingers curled tighter around her cheek, not enough to hurt but enough to make her understand that there was no gentleness left in him now for her.Rosa sniffed in fear. She wasn’t even sure what he’ll do to her now.Her trembling pupils moved to meet his. Her body filled with goosebumps watching that dangerous look on his face. Even her nerves cried with fear.“You think you can run away now?” Killian leaned closer. “You think you get to hate me and leave?”Rosa stopped breathing. The man before her wasn’t the one she knew. His eyes were sharp with something feral, like a stranger wearing the skin of his.He looked dangerous. Murderous. And it terrified her even more.“Eh.” A soft squeak escaped from her lips when he pushed her to him an

|| Author POV || “Your Momma–Your momma will never come back, baby. She’s not coming back.” Carolina wept. Little baby froze. The maid frowned immediately. “What do you mean? What happened to Mr. and Mrs. Sinclair?” Carolina bit her lip hard, looking away in pain. Her voice came out broken. “They got into an accident.. on the way home.” The old woman stepped back immediately. Rosa tilted her head in confusion, the words too big, too far from her little world. “Accident?” she echoed faintly. Her legs squirmed and she shifted in her aunt’s arms. “Momma?” she called again desperately. “Momma, where are you?” She turned toward the door again, expecting someone to step through. Carolina hugged her tightly, whispering against her baby-soft hair. “They’re...they’re gone, sweetheart. I’m so sorry.” Silence. Rosalie blinked. Her round eyes widened instantly, confusion tangled with curiosity. She shook her head hard. “No, no! Momma’s coming. She said she will bring me candy and a loooo

|| Author POV || Kevin stepped into the mansion with heavy strides. His eyes were dull. His instinct told him his mother was in the hall but he didn’t care. “Kevin?!” Carolina’s voice rang sharply while she approached her son. “Where the hell have you been all night? Do you not even feel the need to inform your mother?” she snapped, arms crossed tightly. Kevin stopped mid-step, turning his face to her with a fiery gaze. He tried walking past her wordlessly. “Don’t tell me you went to find her again. It’s been months!” Kevin froze. A short, bitter laugh left his lips before he turned to face her fully. “Yes! I went to find her! So what?” he snarled through gritted teeth. “Are you that heartless, Mom?” His voice cracked slightly. “Did you not even once wonder where she might be?” Carolina stood frozen. “I looked for her everywhere!” he staggered into the living room. “Mom. I couldn’t find her. I don’t know where she is!” his eyes were wild with guilt and despair. “How could you d

|| Author POV ||Rosalie’s breath deepened when her fingers brushed against a bundle of keys. The moment she pulled them out, her dried tears gave way to a silent hope.She held her breath and tried one key. It didn’t fit. Panic swelled in her chest. Rosa tried another. Nothing. Her fingers shook uncontrollably as she fumbled through them. One, two, three...five tries and still the door stayed shut.Her heart pounded wildly. Rosa wanted to cry again. Even if she loved him, she couldn’t stay here. She had to leave, anywhere, just away from him.‘God, please open it.’ Rosa prayed inside, slipping another key.“Looking for this, rabbit?”Rosa’s entire body froze at the sound of that deep, mocking voice behind her.Her hands hung suspended in the air and she slowly, fearfully turned her head to meet the devil’s blue eyes.Killian was leaning against the headboard, bare-chested, staring at her with a calm demeanor. Rosa’s eyes followed his hand. The single key was glinting between his lon