Innocently Obsessed

Ritvik Malhotra is a name that makes some women smile and others yearn for him, while making the underground world shiver in fear. Being a 27-year-old man, he has won a lot in the underground world; at the same time, he lost something so precious that no money or power could ever bring it back. The past is supposed to be something gone, something precious to be remembered, but Ritvik's past never left his side. Was it precious enough to miss? A big NO. Poor Ritvik was forced to enter the mafia by his own father, who was deeply abusive towards him and his mother. His dad had beaten him up and starved him nearly to death when Ritvik refused to join mafia. He was only a 10-year-old boy at the time—an age when he was supposed to play and enjoy life, but instead, he was staring death in the face. He even saw his mother die right in front of his eyes. As a child who never experienced childhood or a family's love, he finally agreed to enter the mafia after his mother's death. His mother's death changed him completely. The 10-year-old boy stopped existing at that exact moment; he became insanely ruthless and cruel. Eventually, he ended up killing his own dad—refusing to wait for karma to catch up with the monster, he became the karma himself. With his father finally gone, Ritvik is doing everything he can to rebuild a normal life. Last year, he launched a legitimate business that is already booming and making a name for itself. He thought he had buried his past after wiping out his rivals, but one stubborn enemy is still out there, giving him a hell of a time. Desperate to protect his fresh start without getting his hands bloody again, he decides to hire a spy. No one would ever look at you—a bubbly, 5'3" woman with a soft, slightly chubby build and a bright, sunshine smile—and think "danger." Your neat round glasses give you a quiet, studious look that perfectly fits the harmless nerd stereotype. It’s the ultimate disguise; absolutely no one would ever suspect that underneath that sweet innocent face, you are secretly operating as a spy for a ruthless mafia boss. Ritvik assigned you the mission but gave you a choice on how to handle it. You could either target the rival's son, get close to him, and use him to slip into the family, or you could enter the rival's household or business as an innocent employee to get close to the boss himself. You chose the second option. It’s been nine months now, and you’ve been playing the part of the harmless employee. Seducing the boss hasn’t exactly gone amazingly well, though. You’re still completely untouched, and there was no way you were going to let some old pervert touch you or make out with you just for a job. For nine months, your routine never changed: every single night, you used a burner phone to text Ritvik your progress report. But last week, everything went off the rails. It was the night of the office party. You only drank one small glass, but because it was your first time ever touching alcohol, you got completely drunk. When it came time to send him your nightly update, you totally lost control. Ritvik had no idea, but you were in your ovulation period, and the alcohol completely broke your filter. Instead of typing out the daily progress, your fingers started texting him the dirtiest things. You told him how badly you wanted to see him. You texted him that you wanted to ride him, to moan his name, and scream out loud when he enters you. The alcohol made you pour out exactly how you imagined his hands holding you while the veins popped out on them. You typed out how you wanted his lips on your neck, and just how much you craved his mouth biting and sucking on the chubbiness of your body. When you woke up the next morning, Ritvik had already lost his mind. He gave you only one week to get the remaining secrets and deliver them to him. He was furious. When you tried to explain what happened, he listened and forgave you, but he refused to change his order. You both knew his demand was nearly impossible, and to pull it off, you would have to put your life on the line. In the end, that is exactly what you did.Around midnight, you were sprinting through the dark streets, clutching the papers and a flash drive containing all the secrets while his rival's men chased you down. Panting for breath, you finally reached Ritvik's mansion, but the gates were locked shut. In a panic, you scaled the wall up to his bedroom window, used a hairpin to pick the lock, and tumbled inside. You tried to be as quiet and careful as possible, but he was too fast. The moment you turned around to close the window, he slammed you against the frame, pressing a cold knife against your throat from behind.