The Billionaire's Dangerous Obsession (Nivera) novel Chapter 90

Chapter 90

His expression was unreadable, but his eyes, sharp and icy, landed directly on the women

The taller woman faltered due to the pressing weight of his stare.

“We just…we wanted to speak to Miss Elton. That’s al

“About what?” he asked coolly, which caused the women to shift uncomfortably.

“Please,” the shorter one tried. “Mr. Garcia, we’re sorry. We really are. We just want our lives luck

Alejandro tilted his head. “You want her to undo your consequences? Because you think you deserve it?”

One of them opened her mouth. “Please, Mr Garcia,”

“No,” he cut in, sharp and absolote. “You don’t get to say my name.”

They flinched.

“You made a choloe. A very public one to hit my woman,” he growled, laying emphasis on my woman, which caused Nivera’s breath to hitch

How was he able to say such things easily? The way he said it so convincingly was starting to blur the lines between what was real and what wasn’t

“We made a mistake,” the shorter woman whispered. “We were wrong”

tes, Alejandro said smoothly. “You were. And now you’re living with it. That’s called accountability.”

The second woman looked to Nivera. “Please…

But Nivera only smiled faintly as she grabbed Alejandro’s hands, intertwining it with hers, playing along with him.

“I’m sorry.

but whatever my boyfriend says goes, and he isn’t on board with forgiving you.”

As she spoke, she felt Alejandro squeeze her hand–giving her an amused before returning his gaze to the women.

Good, two could play that game. If she wasn’t going to get him to stop making her heart race with his words and actions, the least she could do was get him to feel the same way–or at least attempt, as Alejandro had no heart.

“I suggest you find somewhere else to beg. This chapter is closed.”

“You’re destroying our lives,” the taller one cried. “We were stupid, but does that mean we deserve to lose everything?”

Alejandro took a single step closer.

“Yes,” he said simply. “Because you tried to humiliate the wrong woman.”

The women stared at him, stunned. One tried to speak, but Alejandro cut her off with a glance.

“Leave.”

Neither of them moved as they looked at Nivera, hoping she would have mercy on them

“Now”

This time, they listened

They backed away, humiliated and broken, and disappeared down the block

And with that, he turned to Nivera. “Ready to go?”

She nodded, feeling a strange weight lift off her chest.

As they walked away, Alejandro gently placed a hand on the small of her back.

“You really don’t let things go,” she remarked. “You didn’t have to do that, your know”

“I know,” he said. “But I wanted to–and no, I don’t let things go when it comes to you.”

She stared at him for a moment longer, something warm flickering in her chest. He wasn’t perfect. He was terrifying when he wanted to be.

But she fell safe.

And that… that was dangerous in its own right.

Because deep down, a part of her liked it. Liked being someone he protected–liked being the one he chose

“Thank you.” She exhaled slowly

Alejandro looked down at her, his mask slipping just slightly “Anytime, Cabezota.”

And this time, when she smiled, it wasn’t forced.

The doors of the sleek black SUV clicked shut behind them, muting the city’s noise

Inside, the silence stretched–thick with unspoken words

The soft hum of the engine kicked in, but Alejandro didn’t speak.

His hand rested lazily on the wheel as he navigated through the streets with the kind of ease that came from years of control.

Meanwhile, Nivera sat in the passenger seat, her thoughts buzzing far louder than the hum of the engine

She stared out the window, the last echoes of the confrontation still playing in her head

She glanced at Alejandro and he appeared too relaxed. Like he hadn’t just ruined two people’s lives without breaking a sweat

“You’re quiet,” Alejandro finally said, glancing at her.

“Just thinking. Stop staring and keep your eyes on the road,” she murmured.

“I’m admiring,” he corrected smoothly.

She rolled her eyes. “Eyes on the road!” Thankfully, he fistened.

“What you did,” she said slowly, “back there with those women… It was a lot.”

“Because they deserved it,” he responded, “Do you think it was too much?”

She didn’t answer immediately. Part of her wanted to say yes. That it had been cruel. Excessive. Unforgiving.

But the other part? The one that had felt humlisted in that boutique, the one that had swallowed shame and silence and walked out pretending it didn’t hurt?

That part was still rejoicing.

“I don’t know,” she admitted. “I should say yes. But i’m not sure I want to

Alejandro made a soft sound that was almost a laugh. “Honest. I like that”

“Don’t get used to it.”

He turned briefly to look at her, and his smile faded slightly, replaced by something quieter. “You didn’t deserve what they did to you!

“I know.”

“They do too, now,”

“Do you always go that far? Destroying people!”

“Hmm,” he said, eyes fixed on the road. “But only for you.”

And there it was again. That tone. That certainty. That terrifying sincerity that made her pulse trip over itself.

Nivera looked back out the window, swallowing down the wave of feelings. He made it sound so simple. So easy. Protecting her, defending her, flattening

whoever stood in her way.

But it wasn’t simple.

It wasn’t safe, she was becoming more and more dependent on him. What would happen if one day he decided that he was bored and didn’t need her to pretend to be his girlfriend?

That was a day the dreaded

“You know that most people would ve just let it go, right?”

“I’m not most people.”

“No, you’re really not,” she agreed

He grinned, “Don’t sound to dismayed, Caberota. You’re the one who keeps crawling back.”

“No, I’m not!” She exclaimed. “You’re the one who is keeping me close to your

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