All Chapters of Obsessed with my Beautiful Enemy : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

CHAPTER 31 SALVATORE POVI made a call the next morning without hesitation."You're coming with me to the gathering tonight."Lena paused in the hallway outside my office, arms crossed defensively. "A mafia meeting? After last night's intruders? You really think that's smart?""It's necessary," I said, moving toward her. "Caruso's getting louder every day. I want them to see you with me. Stay close. No wandering off."She studied me carefully, reading the intention behind the words. "This is you showing ownership again. Or are you actually letting me in like you said last night?""Both." I touched her elbow lightly. "The ring's in your pocket for a reason. You wanted truth. This is part of it."Lena exhaled slowly. "Fine. But if it goes bad, remember I warned you."The room at the mainland club was full of suits and low conversations.I walked in with Lena right at my side, my hand firm on her lower back. Every single head turned toward us. Whispers started immediately, spreading thro

CHAPTER 33SALVATORE POVThe yacht deck hummed with music and low conversation throughout the night.Lena stayed pressed to my side after the latest round of whispers from the wives. I kept my hand on her hip, feeling the tension in her body rise and fall with each comment they made.A man from the Rossi rival family pushed through the crowd without warning. Tall. Loud. Already drunk on champagne by the look of him. He stopped right in front of us, his eyes fixed on Lena like she was a prize he could claim."Well, well. The Romano prize," he said with a smirk that made my jaw tighten. "Dante Caruso's still offering cash for her head on a plate. You really think parading her around makes her yours, Salvatore? She's just a warm body you stole. Everyone here knows you'll tire of her soon."The entire deck went quiet around us. Lena stiffened beside me.I kept my voice calm. Ice calm. The kind of calm that meant danger. "Say that again."He laughed like he'd won something. "You heard me.

CHAPTER 35 SALVATORE POVWe left the yacht without another word to anyone.I kept my arm around Lena's waist until we reached the car. The driver opened the door. I helped her in first, then slid in beside her. The door shut and the engine hummed to life. The lights of the dock faded behind us as we pulled away.Lena stared out the window, her fingers still touching the spot on her waist where my hand had been. "You really removed that man tonight. In front of everyone. Zero hesitation.""He earned it." I loosened my tie carefully. "He wanted a reaction. He got one."She turned to me directly. "And what about me? Every time you do that, it makes me more of a target. Those women tonight, the men staring, they all see it now. I'm the thing you'll kill for. That's a bullseye painted on my back."I watched her profile in the passing lights from the road. "You think I enjoy putting you in that position? I should have left you on the island. Safe. Out of sight. But I can't anymore. After t

CHAPTER 37 SALVATORE POVThe doctor was talking about something important.I knew he was. His mouth was moving. Charlie was standing beside him. Diego was somewhere near the door. But I wasn't listening to any of them because I was watching Lena instead.She stood across the room with her arms folded tightly against her chest. Angry. Worried. Trying very hard to pretend she was neither of those things.Unfortunately for her, I had become very good at reading the truth written across her face."Boss." The doctor's voice cut through my thoughts finally."You need stitches.""I've had worse."The man looked ready to quit his profession entirely.Charlie pinched the bridge of his nose. "That's not an argument.""It is if I'm still standing."Diego snorted from near the door. "You're barely standing."I ignored him completely.Lena rolled her eyes. "You are impossible."A strange feeling settled in my chest at those words. Because she sounded relieved. Relieved that I was conscious enough

CHAPTER 39 SALVATORE POVLena's hands stayed on my side with steady pressure.The towel pressed firm against the stitched wound. Blood had slowed to barely a trickle, but her fingers still trembled every time they brushed my skin. I sat on the edge of the desk in my office, shirt open, watching her work without looking away. The doctor had left after I threatened him. Only her hands would do tonight."You should have let him finish," she said, her voice low and careful. She wiped the last traces of blood from my ribs. "This could get infected. You're stubborn as hell."I caught her wrist, holding it against my chest so she could feel my heartbeat. Her pulse jumped under my fingers. "I wanted yours. Only yours. Feel that? Your hands are shaking on me. That does more than stitches ever could."Lena met my eyes directly. "You like it too much. Me worrying. Me touching you while you bleed. After the ambush, after the party where you removed that man for me, you still push. Why?""Because