Sweet Obsession

Sweet Obsession AN ARRANGED MARRIAGE DARK MAFIA ROMANCE THE NOVIKOFF MAFIA BOOK TWO IVY DAVIS Copyright 2023 by Ivy Davis - All rights reserved. In no way is it legal to reproduce, duplicate, or transmit any part of this document in either electronic means or in printed format. Recording of this publication is strictly prohibited and any storage of this document is not allowed unless with written permission from the publisher. All rights reserved. Respective authors own all copyrights not held by the publisher. Contents 1. Sabina 2. Dimitri 3. Sabina 4. Dimitri 5. Sabina 6. Dimitri 7. Sabina 8. Sabina 9. Dimitri 10. Sabina 11. Dimitri 12. Sabina 13. Dimitri 14. Sabina 15. Dimitri 16. Sabina 17. Dimitri 18. Sabina 19. Dimitri 20. Sabina CHAPTER 1 Sabina I thought I had a chance to get away, but that was just a fairytale dream. The reality is much crueler. And my reality is coming right for me. Dimitri is stalking toward me through the train station, his sights set on me. I turn to Manuel, who I really believed was helping me. “You called him? How could you?” Manuel doesn’t look at me. “He approached me yesterday and told me that if you ever came to Amy, I was supposed to send you back to him. He offered me a lot of money for it.” “So, you’d sell me over for money?” My panic is rising. “He threatened me,” he hisses. “He threatened to kill Amy and me if I didn’t return you to him. When you showed up on Amy’s doorstep, I knew what I had to do.” “Then why not just take me back? Why help me to the train station and buy me a ticket?” “Because I couldn’t risk you running away. I needed you someplace he’d be able to get you and I’d be alright. I’m sorry, Sabina, but I’m not dying for you.” My mouth drops open. I always knew Manuel was a jerk. I get him wanting to keep Amy safe, but giving me right back to my kidnapper is cruel. I tasted freedom on my tongue, and now, all I can taste is hopelessness. Dimitri is getting closer. Once he reaches me, that’s it. I’m done. I’ll be forced to marry him and spend the rest of my life stuck by his side. So, I make a quick decision. I run. I run straight for the train, which is now boarding. I run onto it and down the car length. When I look out the window, I see Dimitri running after me. But he doesn’t have a ticket. He can’t get on. I keep moving down the car, pushing past people as they give me dirty looks. Screw them. I’m in danger. I don’t have time to care what strangers think. When I look back outside, I see Dimitri stopped at the train entrance. He’s talking to the ticket taker, an intense look on his face. I know that intense look is reserved for me. The moment Dimitri gets me, I’ll never know freedom again. I’m finally within reach of the door to the next car. I have to squeeze past people as they come toward me. “Excuse me,” I mutter, pushing past them. “I’m in a hurry. Please move.” A woman stops before me as she sets her bag on a seat. She’s taking up the aisle as she digs through her bag. “Can you please move?” I ask her. My voice is frantic. She shoots me a look. “Wait your turn.” I huff. “You’re taking up the entire aisle. Please move.” “Learn some manners,” she snaps back. I look outside, but I don’t see Dimitri. Shit. Does that mean he’s on the train? I look behind me. Sure enough, Dimitri has managed to talk his way onto the train, and he’s heading in my direction. There are a lot of people between us, so it’ll take him a minute. Which means a minute is all I have. I turn back to the woman. “Just move!” I grab her shoulders and push her out of the way. She gasps as she falls into her seat, but I don’t stay long enough to hear her curse me out. I just start running again. I make it through the door to the next car, then exit the train, rushing onto the train platform, hoping Dimitri will think I stayed on the train. I have no money. No car. I only have my legs to carry me, but I’ll keep using them if it means my freedom. I push my legs to move faster as I make my way through the train station and back outside. I have nowhere to go. But that won’t stop me. I can’t go back to Amy’s. Manuel will either send me back to Dimitri or Dimitri will hurt Amy, and I can’t risk that. I can’t go to Camila’s house. One, I don’t know where she lives, and two, I don’t want her getting hurt again because of me. I’m entirely on my own. When my lungs feel like they’re going to burst, I have to stop and catch my breath. I double over, sucking in air. There’s one more option. I can return to Dimitri. Maybe life with him won’t be so bad. We have crazy chemistry, and I know the sex is good. If I could just figure out how to get him to trust me enough to give me freedom, I could manage. Maybe I’d even learn to love him. The minute I think that it sounds foolish. Dimitri isn’t a man you love. He’s a man who hurts others. He’s a man who’s hurt me. How can I ever trust him? But I really don’t have any other options. If I return to Dimitri, maybe he’ll go easy on me. Maybe I can make it work. I stand up straighter now that I’ve made my decision. Well, it’s not really a decision when my only