Dirty And Dangerous Obsession

MONALISA P. O. VBelonging to NôvelDrama.Org.

Tears welled up in my eyes as I looked up at him, sobbing softly as my shoulders shook.

I felt scared and helpless as Dominic approached me with the syringe in his hand. “Please… I don’t want this. I beg you, master,” I silently prayed that my plea would touch his heart. But he was a devil, gripping my right arm tightly, attempting to inject me with the needle.

I struggled to break free, my body bouncing with each movement. “Let me go, you monster!” I screamed, hitting him in desperation. But my efforts were in vain as he managed to pierce the syringe into my flesh.

A loud scream escaped my lips as the needle dug deeper, causing my heart to ache like a sword piercing through it. My muscles weakened, and I slowly sank to the floor.

His smirk widened as he saw my vulnerability. He crouched down beside me, his hand caressing my skin. “You are mine. You belong to me, and I will do as I please,” he whispered in my ear, bringing out the second syringe.

I forced myself to meet his gaze as he brought the syringe closer to my arm. I was too weak to fight back, so I allowed him to proceed. “I created you. I gave you life, and now I will destroy you, Lisa!” he groaned, injecting the contents of the second syringe into my body.

Surprisingly, I felt no reaction, unlike with aphrodisiacs. I remained calm, waiting for the third injection. “You are mine forever!” he declared, piercing the last syringe into me before roughly pushing me to the ground and kicking me with his boots.

_What a beast. _

I lay on the floor, feeling lifeless. The dosage he had injected was too much, 750 cm. Normally, he used 250 cm per syringe, but today he had gone to extreme lengths. I had no choice but to leave everything to God. He stood up, with a satisfied smile on his face as he cleaned his hands with a towel, a frown forming on his forehead. Wiping the sweat off his forehead, he raised his hand to the air and began counting. “1… 2… 3… 4…”

That was it. I started feeling different inside my body.

Anger and pain surged through me, causing me to spit in his face. “I hate you! One day, I will kill you with my own hands. Remember my words, Dominic Sinero!” I groaned, feeling the pain. My body was on fire. I crawled towards him, an emotionless expression on his face as he glared at me. But I didn’t care. All I wanted was his touch. He smirked, reaching out to hold my jaw.

With his other hand, he wiped the saliva off his face, a disgusted expression on his face as he stared at me. “I will watch you try, my little Lisa,” he muttered. Leaning over, he brushed his lips against mine, igniting a spark in my body. But our moment was interrupted by a phone call. He pulled away, disappointment evident on my face.

_Why now, of all times? __

DOMINIC’S P. O. V

Being interrupted during my important business was something I despised. Phil better have a good reason for this, or he’ll face the consequences. Lisa’s groans caught my attention. She writhed in pain, and my phone rang loudly.

I retrieved it from my pocket, answering the call and placing it against my ear.

“Boss!” Phil’s voice boomed through the speaker.

“What is it? Any news?” I asked calmly, my eyes fixed on Lisa as she pleasured herself against the wall. A smirk formed on my lips, but Phil’s silence alerted me that something was wrong. “Speak, Phil,” I urged him.

“Master, Mob boss Derek has ordered you to surrender in front of the entire brotherhood. He also wants you to give up your daughter, Monalisa.”

The mention of that name spelled trouble. Derek and I had been rivals for 25 years. He thought he could control me just because he was the boss of all bosses in the mafia.

I had been part of the brotherhood before Derek joined. I had been loyal in all our dealings, but his arrival ruined my chances of becoming the next mob boss.

He had more influence, power, and authority. His rules had to be obeyed, but I would never let him take my little Lisa. I have single handedly raised my daughter for the past 13 years and i can’t stand back i watch that idiot take her away from me.

“Never! I will never allow that devil to lay a hand on my daughter. Never!” I growled, the veins in my arms becoming more prominent. My gaze never left Lisa as I spoke on the phone.

Phil sighed loudly. “We can’t fight back. His men are skilled, and we are no match for them. They’re on their way to the mansion. You need to leave now,” he admitted calmly.

I paced the room, searching for a solution. “Let’s run away and lay low for now. You can come and take Lisa with you. I trust you more. I’ll sort things out in Mexico, and you should bring her there as soon as possible,” I commanded, feeling frustrated and confused.

_Fu*ck you, Derek! Soon, you’ll bow before me. _

MONALISA P. O. V

The pain I was experiencing made it difficult to focus on his conversation, but I could sense the tension in the room. Something big was happening. But what exactly was the trouble? There was only one person capable of instilling fear in Dominic. It could only be…..

“Drink this and get dressed quickly. We’re leaving immediately,” he threw a small bottle containing a brown liquid.

Without hesitation, I opened it and consumed its contents, breathing heavily. I looked up at him, seeing the worries in his eyes as he turned towards the door.

Suddenly, he stopped, not facing me. “Phil will be here soon. Get your things ready. You two will be going to Mexico,” he said. He turned around and stumbled towards me. “Don’t try anything with him. He won’t take it lightly. Obey his instructions. And if he reports your stubbornness, I won’t hesitate to punish you. You know what that means,” he whispered in my ear before leaving the room.

The pain disappeared after consuming the liquid. I quickly got up from the floor and hurried to my wardrobe, my bre@sts and @ss bouncing. I retrieved my luggage from the top of the wardrobe, with an idea forming in my mind as I looked around.

_This was my chance to escape. I need to leave this place as soon as possible. _