THE MOBSTER´S OBSESSIONEN

Chapter 1Sabrina SchulzI try to focus my gaze on something other than Sabrina on top of me. His thrusts are so brutal and painful that I have to fight not to throw up on him.He squeezes my legs tightly because of the excitement but it hurts me badly. His thrusts are rough and violent as he bites my earlobe, making me feel like crying. I'm desperate to get away from him, but it's impossible. It was so damn impossible.I have been under the clutches of this German beast for six long years.In an instant, he grabs my mouth and kisses me fiercely. I have to pretend that I like him, I like his kisses, I like his touch and I love him. If I don't make this man happy, he will torture me and teach me how to give pleasure to a man."Sabrina!" He growls my name as he intensifies his thrusts. I moan excitedly to encourage him to come as soon as possible."Fuck!" He bites my shoulder as he comes inside me harder, wrapping his arms around my body and pressing a kiss on my forehead.Our bodies we

Chapter 2A group of bodyguards follow us at all times. People look at us from top to bottom and it is no wonder we have more security than the president of Germany.Wendy jumps in excitement as she enters the evening dress store. I'm not in the mood for any of this. Sabrina is a control freak. I have a room full of ball gowns, shoes of all kinds, handbags of all sizes and colours. And not to mention the jewelry."Wendy, I don't need anything." I mutter wearily as I watch her bring a couple of dresses for me. We spend the entire afternoon looking for unnecessary things.My sister-in-law takes me by my hand as we prepare to enter the property. Six tortuous years caged me in this place, six years under the mandate and orders of Sabrina Schulz. People call me lucky to have the love of the most powerful mobster on the continent. However, I would not call it love. Dad reproaches me because according to him I haven't given Sabrina a chance. He's a good man who loves and adores me, but no. I

Chapter 3I cling to the leather seat of the German's private plane. We have traveled to Berlin for the safety of the family and apparently a war has broken out with the Italian mafia.“Meine Schönheit, my sister has died because of Giorgio Jean Luca, we have come to this city to protect you. You will always be the most dearest thing to me.” Sabrina says while taking a sip of cognac. He looks tired and I can see the pain reflected in his eyes. Wendy, only twenty-four years old, was the only living blood relative of the German. When her parents died at the hands of the Irish mob, the mobster took over the charge of her little sister and the family business.“We will be fine.” I speak holding his hand.We are greeted by a group of men at the airport before walking through the German police. These men do not know what a couple of bills can do in this corrupt society.After we moved into our brand-new house, I threw my bag on the king size bed immediately, take off my clothes, and is taki

Chapter 04Sabrina SchulzSay something stupid, say it now before Sabrina realizes you're nervous about a man you don't know and it's obviously not him.“Erick Spencer, Mrs. Schulz.” His blue eyes look at me mockingly. The German is behind him looking at what I would do. I look at Erick's hand and walk past the mobster. Sabrina gives a satisfied half-smile. I hear the bodyguard click his tongue.“My wife is something… special. She doesn't like new people. However, as you know my wife is the most dearest thing to me, much more than my empire.” He sits in the swivel chair at his desk. “That's why you're here Erick, to protect Mrs Schulz. I have hired you because Dimitri, my best friend and lifelong colleague, has given me very positive references from you.” My husband makes me sit on his lap. Erick stares at me and then at his new boss. Sabrina points to the lighter for me to pass it to him, and I do so without delay. He quickly light his cigar."Five years in special services and three

Chapter 5I smooth the fabric of the skirt I'm wearing, the heels today are heavier than usual. I go through the kitchen and eat a little watermelon before getting ready to take a dip in the mansion's pool. Angie brings me some morning cappuccino, the one I love to drink every day. The employees ask me about things in the house and I tell them that they make the decisions, since today I want it to be a day for myself.“The gentleman has gone to close a deal in Bramen.” I try not to smile listening to Gasper, one of his best men."You can go." He turns away, but turns back as if remembering something.“The gentleman left a message—damn,” he says. “He is waiting for her at eight o'clock at night in the restaurant where he took her to dinner for the first time. That she wore the red dress that he liked so much. Dimitri will take her.”I lean back on the beach chair. The bikini I wear Sabrina was bought for me a couple of weeks ago on our trip to Paris. Angie helps me apply sunscreen befo

Chapter 06Sabrina SchulzHis eyes tell me everything.I am confident that I will not be able to save myself from this. My body is being dragged to the punishment room. Angela gets in the way between the door and Sabrina, but a gun to her head drives her back. Erick has his arms crossed and I shake my head when I see his intention to intervene.I close my eyes as I feel the click of the door. From here I can hear Angie's sobs. I tremble as I feel him pass behind me. He walks over to one of the drawers near the window and I gasp as I watch him pull out a riding crop."Kneel down," he exclaims in a tone so icy that it makes hairs on my skin stand on end."Sabrina…" I gasp. The German bit his lower lip before slapping me in the face."Why are you doing this to me, love? I have given you my life for six years, I have built a castle for my queen, and you still don't love me? What do other men have that I don't have?" His lips leave trails of saliva down my cheeks. "But I'm sure of one thin

Chapter 07Sabrina SchulzOut of nowhere it starts to rain.It is as if the world knows the state of mind of the beast, it is as if everything within it can be felt by our surroundings. I walk carefully to get behind him. Erick's words echo over and over in my head. If I can do this, will I be free? I would lose my life if something went wrong, but at least I can try.Water drips all over my dress before Erick sends someone to cover me from the rain. The beast's eyes and nose are red from crying. People look at me since it is not common for me to be away from the German, so I stand next to him so as not to attract attention.I receive a bouquet of red roses for the queen's grave from Angie, the one who deserves only death.“Where were you?” Sabrina asks, holding my hand tightly. I move my feet from side to side as I feel the stinging."I went to get some fresh air… Love, you hurt me." I say trying to reassure him.The priest asks Devora Schulz's only son to give a last word to his mot

Chapter 8Sabrina Schulz.I squeeze my legs as I see how Gian's gaze meets mine.The Italian enters behind him and I feel how my soul theoretically leaves my body. Erick gives me a fleeting smile, whereas the German holds his back straight with arrogance and haughtiness.The blood will flow only if the Italian dies in front of everyone.Gian Lucas says something to his henchman. He just nods. I turn to the side to take Adele by the hand and protect her in case someone gets shot. Sabrina walks up to the Italian, perhaps to provoke him.“I thought you were dead already, Gian. Bad grass never dies, does it?" the German says mockingly."If you die, I'll keep your wife's delicacy, yes?" He answers with the same tone as Sabrina. I can see from here how his body shakes. My heart starts pounding. Erick positions himself in front of me. In one of his ears, he wears a microphone with which he communicates with the rest of the men. As the twins cling to the Italian's arm, Sabrina stands alone, e

Chapter 09Sabrina SchulzThe soul is in a thread.Erick covers my mouth so that I don't make a sound, he gently unites his eyebrows and puts himself on alert. As he releases his hand from my lips, he walks to the door and realizes who he is.Cautiously placing one of his eyes over the hole in the door, he rests each of his hands on the wood of the door. He backs away quickly. "It's Sabrina..." he says with a small mouth and I can swear my heart has stopped beating.I move my eyes to see what we are about to do. However, I am too upset, and if the German beast discovers we are locked in, he knocks again and I panic. I hear the wheels of a cart pulled by a waitress who is passing by and my hands start to shake."Who is in this room?" I hear Sabrina say with a strong German accent.The woman is silent for a few seconds, perhaps because of how intimidating the German is. "That room is unoccupied, do you want to see it?"No…no no…I walk to the bathroom door and try to turn the knob. Eric

Chapter 10Sabrina Schulz.I cover my face with a pillow.I wake up like a teenage girl who has been spoken to for the first time by her crush. I sit on the edge of my bed and listen to my overflowing heart. Did Erick really say that?'Because you are addicted to Sabrina, so much so that I have already become addicted to you…'I put my hands on my mouth so as not to scream. I realized that I hadn't slept at all as it was almost seven in the morning. After his strange confession, the blonde left my room leaving me with so many questions to ask him. Sabrina left for Mexico last night to make some deliveries and negotiations. At least I will have three days of calm.I finished taking a shower and getting ready.Angie smiles at me as soon as she sees me and I take a deep breath realizing the bodyguard is nowhere to be seen. A playful Adele hugs me from behind, making her scream a bit."Are you crazy, Adele Erick?!" I ask her while breathing heavily.The blonde woman laughed. I sit at the