Dark Romance: A Cruel Obsession

Vivian glared at him with red eyes, Bryson’s gaze towards Vivian always seemed like he was watching a joke, “I have been thinking, what should I take from you to send to Alajos, to be more convincing.”

Bryson’s sinister gaze roamed over Vivian, making her feel like a piece of meat on a cutting board, ready to be carved at his will.

“I believe my lovely granddaughter is called Dhanna, isn’t she?”

Although Dhanna was well protected in Lady Yazmin’s estate, Bryson’s shadow was too heavy on her, and hearing the name of her daughter spoken from his mouth made Vivian instinctively lose her balance.

Trembling, she bit her lips and clenched her teeth, barely controlling the scream stuck in her throat.

“I am looking forward to meeting her for the first time. Her fragile cry is the best weapon to break Alajos’ defenses, I will personally cut open her throat in front of Alajos, dig out her insides, just like he killed Joseph’s daughter!”

“Ah! Ah!” Vivian finally let out a painful scream, she struggled desperately to lunge at Bryson, her once disappointed but innocent eyes now filled with fierce wolfishness, “I will kill you, I will kill you!”

“Your eyes are quite something,” Bryson admired Vivian’s pain, a smile spreading across the wrinkles on his face, “You have always been weak, just like you and Vilem, you both resemble your mother. This is wrong, I have been trying to tell you in my own way, but both you and Vilem disappoint me.”

“Tasneem passed on her inferior genes to you, she groomed your weakness, she ruined Vilem!” Bryson became agitated, “Vilem is a mistake, his existence changes nothing, I lost my heir, but Tasneem is already dead.”

“Do you understand what this means? Tasneem lost the protection of the Davis family, her foolishness sent the guards to Vilem, exposed herself to danger, killing her would be too easy.” Bryson gloated in Vivian’s shocked gaze over his plan, “When all this is over, I will marry a new bride, a healthy woman capable of perfect procreation, she will bear me a new heir.”

“Bastard!” Vivian collapsed into tears. Her mother’s whereabouts remained a mystery, the possibility of her demise had already haunted Vivian’s mind a thousand times over, but when this terrible truth came out of Bryson’s mouth, the immense grief drowned her like a sea.

“Bastard! You son of a b*tch! You will pay for this, you will pay for this!” Vivian cursed loudly.

Bryson grabbed her by the hair, lifting her to his face, “Before I face my reckoning, please fulfill your duties as a hostage. Don’t worry, after Alajos dies, I will happily send you and your daughter on your way, you will reunite in hell.”

B*stard! Beast!

Vivian closed her eyes in grief, she did not want to see Bryson’s repulsive face anymore, he killed her mother, allowed Joseph to harm Vilem, and now he wants to kill her, her husband, and daughter, Bryson’s cruelty no longer deserved for her to call him father.

Vivian’s defiance did not anger Bryson, he needed to discuss the next course of action with Mark – how to make Alajos willingly lay down his weapons and come alone to meet his end.

It wasn’t difficult, as Alajos’ wife was now in their hands. Bryson thought, he had not misjudged, Alajos, like his father Kamden, was a weak-hearted person, easily swayed by a woman, learning the so-called “love,” and then abandoning his duties as a Capo.

Alajos would die in a riot just like his father.

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Just as Bryson was about to find Mark, three loud and brief explosions sounded from outside, chaotic gunshots followed in quick succession, mixed with the crude men’s dirty curses.

Bryson immediately became alert at the sound of explosions, pulling out his gun from his waist, he walked to the closed door to listen for a moment, then quickly returned to Vivian’s side, pointing the gun at her forehead, “So that’s how it is.”

He already seemed to know their plan, a look of disbelief in Bryson’s eyes, “Alajos actually threw you out as bait?” This was indeed something Bryson had not anticipated, he thought Alajos was a genuine romantic, love making him lose his masculinity and most basic judgment.

Vivian flashed a crazed smile, “As long as it leads you to your death, he is capable of anything, as am I.”

“Stupid woman! Do you think he can save you by doing this?” Bryson angrily slapped Vivian.

“It doesn’t matter, I will go to hell with you!” Vivian laughed maniacally.

“B*tch! Wh*re!” Bryson pulled Vivian up from the ground, commenting on Alajos’ plan, “It’s you who will go to hell!”

At that moment, Mark, his face covered in blood and ashes, burst in with people, “We need to leave, now!” Mark spat out blood rudely, saying, “Alajos has surrounded this place with armed forces, we need to go around the back mountain, there are cars and ammunition there.”

“Don’t panic, his vulnerability is still in our hands, not afraid of him rushing in.” Bryson pushed Vivian forward.

Vivian laughed at Bryson naively, “At this moment, do you really think he cares about me?”

Bryson pressed the gun against the back of her head, urging her to move forward, then said to Mark, “Let’s try it! Send a message to Alajos, if he wants Vivian to live, he should come alone to the back mountain, otherwise, he will see Vivian’s body.”

Vivian was pushed forward by Bryson, staggering along, the cold wind outside blew against her face, the strong smell of gunpowder mixed with blood stung her throat.

This was a massacre on both sides, bodies strewn across each other showed signs of explosion wounds, blood flowed freely, quickly forming a small stream.

Vivian couldn’t help but bend over and vomit.

“Damn it!” Bryson didn’t even bother to wipe off the blood on his shoes, grabbing Vivian with the help of others, they escaped through another small door, Alajos’ sudden attack disrupted his plan.

Bryson never doubted that he would emerge victorious, but the feeling of a plan gone awry still left a fire in his heart.

Roughly pushing Vivian into the car, he quickly followed into the back seat, Mark taking the front passenger seat. After the car doors slammed shut with a clunk, the car started.

Through the rearview mirror, Mark saw Alajos chasing after them, cursing, “He’s coming fast!”

“He dares not be slow, right, Vivian?” Bryson pointed the gun at Vivian’s temple.

Under the threat of death, with the pressure on her temple, Vivian maintained a look of panic, pursing her lips tightly, resisting the urge to answer him.

Watching the car drive away from that place, Vivian, who had been kidnapped multiple times, felt this time might be a final farewell.