Dark Romance: A Cruel Obsession

“No!” Vivian blinked at Shelley without blinking for a long time. Just when Shelley was about to be disappointed, just when Shelley thought she wouldn’t answer, Vivian wiped her face. Although dejected, her voice was absolutely firm in Shelley’s ears.

“I don’t want to be that kind of person,” Vivian said. “I want to protect myself, I want to protect my family, but that’s not a reason to plunder the flesh and blood of innocent people.”

“You’re right, Shelley. Controlling the life and death of others is exhilarating, but kindness is a shackle. While it traps me, it also protects me from being overwhelmed by this kind of terrible exhilaration,” Vivian said with a smile. “Kindness is a beautiful virtue, and none of us should discard it.”

“You’ve recovered, that’s wonderful,” Shelley said happily. “My story wasn’t wasted.”

“I’m sorry.” Vivian hugged her gently. “I made you recall such a sad memory.”

“It has always been my nightmare, but I have overcome it, and it is no longer terrifying,” Shelley’s smile was one of relief.

“By the way, I have good news to tell you,” Shelley said.

“What?” Vivian looked at her in confusion.

This news might really be good. Shelley was a bit excited just thinking about it, and she infected Vivian too. “My grandfather persuaded my father to let me participate in the operation of the Houston Port.”

“Although the position is not high, Alajos has already signed the documents, so I will be able to take office at the port soon.”Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

This was indeed an uplifting piece of news. Vivian completely understood Shelley’s excitement and exhilaration, and she sincerely felt happy for Shelley. “Congratulations, Shelley. You’re one step closer to your dream.”

“I have good news to tell you too.” In Shelley’s expectant gaze, Vivian talked about the bar.

“Oh my goodness,” Shelley said, surprised, covering her mouth. Of course, she knew Adieu was Alajos’s private property. Just knowing this made her even more incredulous. “Alajos gave Adieu to you? He really gave it to you?”

Shelley’s shock didn’t seem feigned. Vivian was somewhat startled by her question. “He did say that, but there is no document to prove it yet.”

“Oh my goodness!” Shelley let out a horrified scream. “What on earth happened to Alajos? Why did he change so much?”

Vivian was a little taken aback by her. “Is there a problem? Adieu is just a bar, isn’t it? Could there be some kind of secret behind it?”

“Yes, Adieu is just a bar, a high-end bar. It’s no different from the bars outside, just a little more expensive. But-” Shelley deliberately emphasized her tone. She paused for a long time, which made Vivian feel uneasy and nervous at the same time. She even held her breath, waiting for Shelley’s answer.

Shelley did not disappoint Vivian. She revealed the story behind the bar. “It’s the bar of Alajos’s mother.”

“Alajos’s mother’s bar?”

“Yes,” Shelley said. “Alajos’s mother, Lady Helayna, her father is the famous tycoon Mr. Lopez. He owns a street of bars in Houston, and Adieu is managed by his daughter, Lady Helayna herself.”

“I heard that Mr. Kamden met Lady Helayna in this bar and decided to marry her and have children with her. This bar means something different to Alajos.”

Vivian remembered the tattoo on Alajos’s arm about his mother. Although Alajos and Simpson had both denied it, Vivian always believed that Alajos loved his mother.

It’s just that the responsibility of being a Capo was too heavy, weighing on him like a giant boulder on his shoulders, forcing him to abandon all emotions and become cold and unfeeling.

“Thank you, Shelley,” Vivian thanked Shelley. “Thank you for telling me all this. I think Alajos definitely wouldn’t mention the story of the bar to me. Just thinking about how much beauty I might miss makes me feel regretful.”

Shelley chuckled, teasing her, “I suspect that Alajos has fallen in love with you.”

“How is that possible?” Vivian’s face flushed slightly, and her fingers unconsciously picked at the white quilt. “He is the Capo.”

“So what about being the Capo?” Shelley disapproved, “Capo is not a stone, they also have emotions.”

The desire for power, the desire to control the weak, the desire for wealth… how are these not considered emotions? How can they not be considered love? Even pathological love is still love.

“That’s not love at all,” Vivian objected to Shelley’s view. “True love should be healthy, sunny, and progressive. As for the desire for control and possession, those are just base desires of men, imposed on women, and it’s simply disastrous.”

“I didn’t mean to praise abnormal behavior. Okay, I misspoke,” Shelley apologized to her. “Let’s curse them out loud, ‘down with the psychos!'”

Vivian chuckled and cursed, “Childish!”

“Back to the point,” Shelley looked at Vivian, her expression serious. “I feel Alajos is different toward you, more confident.”

“I hope so,” Vivian said. But she knew it wasn’t true. All of Alajos’s recent tenderness and goodwill were because of the child.

Vivian couldn’t tell Shelley that she was pregnant, nor could she explain Alajos’s change to Shelley. She could only vaguely agree with her guess, “I hope so.”

Shelley was more excited than if she had discovered that Alajos liked her and said, “You have to seize the opportunity, Vivian.”

“I know, Shelley,” Vivian pressed her trembling hand. “Don’t get too excited.”

“I can’t help it,” Shelley tightly held her own hand, stood tall, took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly. “I’ve been waiting for this day for too long.”

“May we both find our freedom,” Vivian said with a smile.

The sunshine was dazzling by her side.

…

Benoist Family.

Richard’s mansion, study.

Richard angrily crumpled the appointment document signed by Alajos into a ball, then fiercely threw it to the ground. His unwilling resentment made his face look ferocious. “He actually gave the management rights of the port to Shelley! Why? How dare he!”

“Miss Shelley?” Richard’s assistant looked shocked, evidently not expecting Shelley to be an option. “Is there some misunderstanding?”

“The appointment documents have been issued, and Alajos’s signature is on them,” Richard roared, slamming the table with force, his neck veins terrifyingly prominent. “He wants to take away my rights, he wants to ruin me!”

“Damn Bratvas, damn Signia. They didn’t kidnap Vivian, they didn’t kill her, and now Alajos is angry. He will stop at nothing to kill me!” Richard swept everything on his desk to the ground – papers, pens, ink, various ornaments – it all made a mess, just like Richard’s mind, in utter chaos.

This was terrible. The situation was developing in a very unfavorable direction for him. Sooner or later, Alajos would find out about him. No, perhaps he already knew.

“I have to leave immediately,” Richard instructed his assistant. “Gather our people, the car, money, guns. We’re leaving Houston tonight.”