My boss's crazy obsession

Pov Helena .... I woke up to the sound of my apartment's doorbell constantly ringing, still with my face covered in pillows, I began to lower my legs, stepping on the floor. "Who... who presses the bell constantly like this?" I asked myself. Despite my fear, I tried to find the courage to look at the person who had disturbed my rest today. As soon as I opened the door, all I saw was emptiness; the apartment hallway was still sealed in darkness. When no one was in sight, a sense of anxiety made me quickly re-lock my bedroom door. My body trembled, like a leaf blown by a strong wind. Just before my footsteps retreated, the clang of the apartment bell broke the silence again, making me jump while clutching my pounding chest. Once again, I opened the door to my room, eager to cuss out the person who had deliberately played a prank on me. However, again and again, I found no one there, still the same as the first time I opened the door to look. My heart was racing as I asked, "Who, over there?" the dark atmosphere of the apartment hallway was illuminated only by the dim light hitting the silhouette of a person wearing a black hoodie. His head was bowed, covering his face. My security instincts triggered, I quickly stepped back to close the door to the room. However, my gaze fell on the bouquet of black roses lying not far from the foot of the door. With quick movements and a still pounding heart, I picked it up, carried the bouquet to my room, and without hesitation, immediately locked the door. "Who is that person? Is he the one who put this bouquet down?" I wondered, as I flipped through the bouquet to see the sender's name or anything. "There's nothing on these roses, how would I know who gave them." I replied, still with trembling hands holding the bouquet. Not wanting to think about anything else, I placed a bouquet of black roses on the table, which shone directly towards my bed. I was no longer sleepy, so I chose to take a quick bath by soaking in the bath-up to calm the tension within me. After I soaked in the bath-up, I inhaled greedily the soapy scent that calmed me down. I closed my eyes, savouring the sensation that seemed to transport me to a fairyland. After my soak, I stepped out of the bathtub, entering the shower box with glass surrounds. As the water poured all over my body, I could finally feel calm, the tension that had been building up vanishing in an instant. Before I knew it, I had been in the bathroom for a very long time, and I was soon finishing my activities there. With only a white towel wrapped around my body, I stepped out from inside the bathroom, went inside the room with the door closed, and then intended to get dressed outside. Somehow, as I moved to get dressed, I felt as if I was not alone in the room, I felt that someone was watching me, but I realised that I was alone in the room of my apartment. "Calm down, Helena! You're just alone in the room, there's no one here," I thought, trying to calm myself down. ♦️♦️♦️ Mysterious man pov .... My heart was racing as I watched her through the large monitor screen installed in my private room. There, the woman who had stolen my attention was seen putting on her clothes. The light of the monitor reflected the silhouette of her innocent body, which made me even more impatient to be by her side. I saw her turning her head to all sides of the room, as if sensing my presence, even though I was far away. My lips smiled faintly, imagining how she would react if I were really there. I wanted to get inside that screen, pull her into my arms, feel her panting breath, let alone if I had s*x with her. When she finished putting on her clothes, I could feel my desire peaking. I wanted to chase after her, catch her, and never let her go. I wanted to lock her in my arms, flapping my wings around her so that there was no room for her to escape. Every second of it felt like a clock to me watching from a distance. This emotion, this feeling, this desire, was burning in my chest. I knew I had to be there, had to show him how strong my grip of love was, that would never let him escape, no matter how hard he tried. With my eyes still staring intently at the monitor screen, I murmured softly, "It was just a small surprise from me, dear. There are many other surprises waiting for you, Helena Prissia." The room in my target woman's apartment was already quiet, her shadow had disappeared from my sight. Then, I rose with a decision, leaving my cushioned chair. My steps were directed to the door, I made sure to lock it tightly. No one should intrude on my personal space without permission. When I came out, Matteo, my loyal subordinate, was already waiting. His facial expression was tense, implying that the news he brought must be heavy and urgent. I stared at Matteo with narrowed eyes, my curiosity enveloping the entire room. "What message do you have?" I asked, my voice echoing coldly in the tense silence. Matteo, head bowed, answered nervously, "Your parents are coming here, sir. I wanted to tell you about it." My fragile patience eroded as soon as I heard what news he had to deliver. "I don't need news like this, you bastard!" I roared, my hands shaking with anger. "I hate those two people, I really hate them. I don't like to hear anything related to those two. You must understand this." I deliberately sharpened my words, stabbing straight to the point. "I apologise, sir. I will not do this again," Matteo said, his voice soft, full of regret. I turned away with a grim face, leaving Matteo still on his knees begging for forgiveness. My mood was already shattered, and the tinge of anger was still there, wanting to vent my rage by torturing people and even eliminating them with my hands. "Matteo ...." I shouted to Matteo, who immediately got up from his kneeling position and faced me. "Take me to the base! I need an outlet to calm my boiling anger right now," I said, walking quickly towards the car, with Matteo behind me. ♦️♦️♦️ I stepped into the dark base hidden in the middle of the wilderness. Once inside, I was immediately greeted with the sounds of screams and shrieks of pain from my enemies who were being tortured by my men. Still shrouded in a haze of rage, I stepped into the execution chamber, the place where I would directly intervene to finish off my men who had dared to betray me. "Flush him, use hot water!" I ordered, after seeing the traitor fast asleep on the floor. As per my orders, there was to be no stain of violence on her body, as I myself would inflict that stain. I began to close my eyes, as the sound of the traitor's screams of pain echoed in my ears, like a beautiful poem. "Sir... sir, please forgive me, I beg you to forgive me." The traitor named Kenneth, crawling on the floor, tried to approach me who was sitting on my big chair. "I Orion Dante, a man who even hates betrayal, cannot possibly forgive a traitor!" I snapped, glaring at Kenneth. "Before betraying, didn't you think about who you betrayed, you bastard?" "I'm sorry sir, I admit that I've made a big mistake, but please give me one more chance, I beg you ...." "Khilaf? In that case, please forgive me too because I also made a mistake." I said, while displaying a smirking smile. I got up from my seat, my hand moving to retrieve the dagger tucked under my shirt, while approaching the traitor. "Why did you retreat when I wanted to approach, hm? Didn't you intend to approach me earlier," I said, while playing with the dagger that was in my hand at the moment. "No, sir. I ...." The traitor's sentence was cut off, as I instantly plunged the dagger into his throat, making blood splatter on my clothes. Originally, I had intended to torture him. However, I still had a lot to do, making me speed up this torture. "Skin him! Don't forget to separate his organs, then sell them on the black market!" I ordered, while looking at my subordinate over there. As soon as I got an obedient nod, Matteo and I departed from my dark base, to return to the company, back to my clean business world. ♦️♦️♦️