Best Friend Obsession

But Mike will not give up on Denise; he will go to any length to find his wife.

Leo and Christiano were sitting in the conference room. He informed him that he wished to strike a deal with him. The psycho bastard didn’t completely trust him because he had no intention of making a deal with him after his brother’s death.

He didn’t deserve his support after they died. He should be thankful that he didn’t kill him for kidnapping Denise.

As a result, he requested that the meeting be held at his residence. That was a good thing for him. He had only brought two men with him.

Mike wanted Ronnie to accompany him, but he insisted on not allowing him to do so because Christiano would go to recognize him. In the underground world, Ronnie was known as Mike’s best hunter.

He once persuaded one of Mike’s men to work for him, and his ability to kill without leaving a trace was admirable. His work was spotless, and he wished he could work with him more often, but he knew he only did it for him once because of the money he offered.

And now he’s accompanying Christiano to his home. They shaved his head, fitted him with contact lenses, and dyed his brows orange. In all honesty, he looked ridiculous, and the moment Ronnie told him he looked like a clown, he punched him in the face.

As he walked around Christiano’s house with his man, he hoped he didn’t draw too much attention to himself.

“Well, I’m listening,” Christiano responded.

“What’s the deal?” Leo inquired, silently observing if he could find a lead to find Denise.

“I’m ready to buy your cocaine, two tracks, and guns,” he said, smiling.

“However, Christiano, I want my friend’s wife,” he said, as Christiano frowned and looked at him in confusion. “Your friend’s wife?” he inquired, perplexed.

“You stole our friend’s wife from them; I’m referring to Denise,” he said solemnly.

“I had no idea you were so close to her husband, but I’m not giving her back,” he said, his jaw tightening. “I want her; she can be a replacement for my deceased wife; she can be his payment for killing my two brothers,” Christiano responded, referring to Christian and Massimo, whom Mike murdered while they were in Greece.

“She is not a thing, she is innocent, Christiano, and I would brutally murder you right now if I knew where Denise was. Mike and my family will not stop until we get her back. Give her back to us and save your life, or stand up to us and end up dead,” he warned.

He’d never leave Denise with this psycho drug addict jerk. He felt sorry for Denise because she was always subjected to this unlucky scene.

“Look, I don’t want to start a war with you because you’re also my friend; I can marry her if you want? I can be a better husband to her than Mike,” Christiano told him. Leo laughed and cocked his head.

“This man was sick, and I felt sorry for his late wife,” Leo thought to himself.

“Do you listen to yourself, Christiano? You’re asking me to marry my friend’s wife. That’s ridiculous. I may be a ruthless tyrant, but I’m not heartless enough to abandon a woman to a psycho drug addict man. I refuse your pathetic offer and want Denise right now,” he said.

He shook his head. “I’m not going to give her back. She’s mine. And if you try to murder me, you’ll never find her because I’m the only one who knows where she is,” he told him, and he was right; otherwise, he’d start firing him in the head as soon as he walked into his office.

“Then I advise you to watch your back. You have upset two powerful families with your actions, and I am sure you will pay dearly for it in the end. You can’t fight Mike and me. We’ll wreck you,” Leo warned him of the impending consequences.

“If that’s all you want, I want you to leave my house, now!” he snarled.

Leo then stood up, beaming. “It’s all for now, but I’m not done with you,” Leo said as he walked out of his office.

As he walked out of his office, he noticed a man drag himself into the office before throwing himself at Christiano’s feet.

“I found him wandering the house,” the man said, looking at Deo, one of Mike’s men.

Who appeared terrified and pathetically held Christiano’s feet.Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

“Please forgive me, sir,” he said to him as he kissed his footwear and hugged his legs. Then Leo frowned. “What the f*ck was he doing? This man has been taught not to plead,” Leo mused to himself, rolling his eyes.

“Was that your plan? Coming to my house looking for Denise? Do you think I’m dumb enough to keep her at home? No. And I’ll turn a blind eye to your intention because of our good years,” he said before stomping Deo off his feet.

“Take your dog and leave my house right now.”

Leo then nodded his head as Deo got off the floor and hurried to the door before they left the mansion.

~

“What the hell did you do?” Leo asked Deo as they sat in the car while his other man drove away.

“Well, don’t be surprised; I’m good at acting; I just pretended to kiss his feet before thinking about kissing his butt hole. What should I do? I just put a tracker under his sneakers!” he growled, rubbing his now colored eyebrow.

“Have you made it?” Leo inquired, surprised.

“Of course! I didn’t kiss his feet for anything! You belittle my skills and talents!” Deo snorted.

“As you can see, everyone would start to question your skills and talents right now; you look like an idiot,” he chuckled amusedly.

“One more word about my looks and I won’t help you any longer! I still literally can not believe I’m letting myself turn into a buffoon. I mean, I have a public image to care for! And people don’t take me sincerely when they see me like that, I won’t even get complimentary with that looks for this mission!” he snorted, laughing.

“Deo, are you sure you don’t want to work for me?” He inquired, knowing that he might require the services of a man like him.

“I’m sorry bro, but I’m not leaving the door that gave me a brotherly love and a lot of food with a roof over my head,” he explained. Leo then smiled at his reply.

Mike was extremely lucky to have a man like him, and Leo was fascinated that his loyalty was something he would like to have.

~

When Leo and Deo entered Mike’s office, he asked hurriedly, “Was she at his house?” “No,” Deo grumbled.

“Give me some information about Christiano, is he related to anyone other than the two idiots we killed?” Mike inquired.

“We can use his sister, and let’s see which one Christiano prefers: your wife or his sister,” Ronnie said.

“That won’t be an option,” Leo said, drawing his gaze to him. Mike frowned and asked, “Why?”

He motioned to Deo. “This buffoon kissed his feet before slipping a tracking device under his shoes without his knowledge. Even I didn’t even notice until he told me,” Leo chuckled.

“Well done, Deo, and I’m glad I didn’t throw you to your first training,” Mike said.

“Well, it’s nothing; you can treat me to a famous restaurant and give me some vacation time once we’ve found your wife,” Deo said, as everyone laughed at his reaction.

“I’ll send you on vacation! Look where the f*cker is going! He could be on his way to my wife,” Mike threatened.

Deo then sighed and took out his cell.

Phone and confirm. “He’s going into the mountains; could he hide her there?” he said, looking at his phone.

“That’s quite reasonable, let’s see, and tell everyone to feel free to shoot,” Mike said before standing up.

He didn’t know where he was going, but he hoped he would accompany him because his wife needed him back.

Mike punch the wall over and over again to keep himself from going insane, but he had no idea how long his anger would keep him from going insane. He needed to have her back in his arms.

~

Denise sat on the edge of her bed, her hands on her tummy. After one month, she still hadn’t heard from Mike.

She was aware that he was looking for her. He wouldn’t abandon her here. He wasn’t the type of man to abandon his wife, let alone his children, but she couldn’t wait any longer.

So she lowered her gaze and fondled her belly. She had no choice but to protect their children. “I promise, Mommy will protect both of you,” she whispered.

She needed to get out of there to protect them. And she had a plan, even if it was stupid, to get out of here. She then got out of bed and went to the restroom. When she entered the bathroom, she attempted to open the water faucet, getting her pants wet.

She then took a soap pack. She only prayed that she would live, because she needed to live for him and their children.

“How difficult can it be to flee a psycho pervert?” she began to wonder before returning to the door.

She sighed deeply to relax before washing the ground near the ground in the hopes that he would slip and fall. She could then flee. “Don’t worry, just keep comparing him to Mike and he’ll become less scary,” she whispered before banging on the door.

“Help! Help! My water broke! please! someone, help!” she screams out loud, slamming the doors with her palm and continuing to yell for someone to come and open the door. After some time, the door opened and Christiano walked in.

“Why the hell are you screaming? I come back and the first thing I hear is you screaming. You’re causing me more problems than I thought. If you don’t start believing, I’ll kill you,” he said harshly as he walked inside Christiano slipped and did movements as he attempted to gain his balance, but his f*ck ass couldn’t win back his balance and he fell to the ground.

She had started planning on running out the time he would slip and fall, but when he did, his head was exactly between the doorway. When it comes to her children’s safety, she is willing to kill. Denise felt like she was in a hallway when she slammed the door shut and squeezed his head between the door and the doorframe.

She repeated her actions, opening and closing the door repeatedly. When she was finished, his head was punctured, blood was oozing from his broken head, and he was dead on the ground. She didn’t back down. She murdered him to save her children.

She then trembled her hands as she searched for his weapon, which she eventually found in his waistband. She sighed in relief before standing up and exiting the room with the gun in her hands.

She didn’t know how she did it, but she made it downstairs without being apprehended by any of his men.

When she got down to the ground floor, she noticed that the front door was guarded. And when she heard men exiting the room, she opened the door next to her and hid behind it.

She shut the door and looked around, realizing she was in the restroom. When she saw a window, she took a deep breath.

When she felt the light breeze of the wind on her face as she reached the window before opening it, she could cry with joy.

Before she heard someone scream, she managed to crawl out the window and walked into the bushes.

“Track down that b*tch!!”