Dark Romance: A Cruel Obsession

“Learn to respect your wife in front of your soldiers,” Alajos almost gritted his teeth as he spoke, “As the Capo’s wife, she should be given enough respect by the outside world. How much respect she receives from the outside world depends on your attitude towards her.”

As Alajos spoke, his tone turned almost admonishing, saying, “Don’t let your followers think lightly of your wife. She also represents your prestige outside. You don’t want the Capo’s authority to be turned into a joke, do you?”

Joseph narrowed his eyes, a dangerous glint hiding underneath.

Alajos fearlessly met his cold gaze, showing no signs of backing down.

Luzia trembled between the two men’s confrontation, she could even see sparks flying when their eyes met.

Was she going to die?

Luzia felt her legs weaken, almost collapsing in Joseph’s arms.

Joseph sneered, “You’ve scared my wife, Alajos.”

Alajos ignored his sarcasm.

“Houston has always been Los Angeles’ friendliest collaborator, I naturally humbly accept your reminder,” Joseph coerced Luzia to turn around, leading her back to the elevator that led straight to the top floor apartment, “As a token of thanks for your selfless teaching, I have something good to show you.”

Alajos stood still, his bodyguards surrounded him, unmoving. The two sides fell into a stalemate once again.

“Alajos is my guest, don’t be rude like this,” Joseph reprimanded, making the bodyguards step aside, not blocking Alajos’ path, “Hawaii has beautiful scenery, I believe Vivian will love it, don’t you think so, Alajos?”

The reminder stopped there, and the elevator door “dinged” open, Joseph was pleased to see Alajos approaching with a dark expression, the three of them entered the elevator together, all the way to the top floor apartment.

Mary was waiting in the living room, already prepared with coffee and snacks.

Alajos looked at her with a heavy gaze, Mary, as if unaware of the intense killing intent in Alajos’ eyes, nodded politely at Joseph, then left the living room.

“What do you want to show me?” Alajos asked directly.

“Don’t be so impatient,” Joseph picked up his coffee, with a relaxed expression, “Try the coffee Mary brewed, it’s better than what the professional baristas serve outside, isn’t it?”

Alajos had no mood to continue playing games with Joseph, from Joseph’s words just now, he could almost deduce that Joseph already knew Vivian’s true whereabouts and had taken action.

Alajos had no doubt, something happened to Vivian!

Damn it! Alajos couldn’t control the raging anger in his heart, glaring at Joseph almost bloodshot, “If you don’t intend to show me, then I’ll leave first.”

He knew Joseph still didn’t dare to act against him, he must have some ulterior motive. But Alajos needed to find Mare as soon as possible, confirm Vivian’s safety.This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

As Alajos spoke, his movements became faster, Joseph’s bodyguards didn’t stop him, and he strode towards the door.

Just three steps away from the exit, Vivian’s cry suddenly came from behind!

Alajos froze, his steps halted momentarily.

The kidnappers had recorded the entire process of kidnapping Vivian, which was now being played on an iPad by Joseph.

Alajos clenched his fists, unable to control the boiling rage inside him, before the bodyguards reacted, he rushed towards Joseph, lifting his fist and swinging it towards Joseph.

Joseph undoubtedly took Alajos’ punch, but he had also undergone the most rigorous training, his body had trained the most direct response mechanism. As Alajos swung his fist towards him, his fist also landed on Alajos’ chest.

The two ferocious men quickly became entangled, the bodyguards quickly reacted, pulling out their guns, clicking the safety off and aiming at Alajos’ head, hoping to deter him.

Luzia was petrified by the sudden fight, her scream suppressed by the guns of the bodyguards, “Alajos…”

Luzia’s voice trembled, but it still didn’t bring Alajos back to his senses, he pounced on Joseph, hands firmly gripping Joseph’s throat, Joseph’s foot against his abdomen, hands countering his arms, his face turning red and purple in the thin air.

“Do you… want Vivian to die?” Joseph struggled to squeeze out a few words from his oppressed lungs, his eyes red and bulging, showing a fierce killing intent.

It was this inevitable killing intent and Vivian’s name that finally pulled Alajos’ sanity back from the brink of collapse.

Alajos somewhat slowly released his grip on Joseph’s throat, Joseph’s bodyguards hurriedly pounced on him, pulling Alajos away and helping Joseph up.

Joseph’s face turned red, and before Alajos could stand stably, Joseph kicked him to the ground, “Damn it!”

Out of frustration, Joseph kicked Alajos again.

Alajos didn’t dodge, he struggled to swallow the blood in his mouth, wiped the corner of his mouth, and smiled, “You’d better be polite to me, without my orders, Houston won’t provide any help to Los Angeles.”

The fiery pain in his throat made Joseph furious, he kicked the tea table, revealing his beastly fangs, “Do you still think Houston is your Houston?”

“Before you make a move against Vilem, Houston indeed can’t completely be considered my Houston,” Alajos also showed his ruthlessness, “But once you make a move against him, Lopaka, this nail, is finished.”

Although Joseph was in a fit of rage, he couldn’t retort Alajos’ words. While Vilem leaving Los Angeles might not be too much of a threat, damn, he had grown in Houston, becoming more perceptive and ruthless than before. He no longer feared using his weapons to kill enemies, letting their blood stain his clean new clothes.

Lopaka once had the absolute strength to crush Vilem, but now he only abducted Vilem, paying a huge price-he exposed his identity, and even his deputy was turned, losing an elite team.

Lopaka’s careful layout in Houston was completely shattered due to this kidnapping.

But thankfully, Bryson had prepared in advance, he had quietly stationed another confidant, Chaquille, so that at a critical moment, he could approach Vivian in Hawaii without Alajos noticing.