World 2: Mixed-Blood Psychotic Mafia Boss X Original Female Lead’s Roommate – Shy Little Stutterer 03

Qin Xue’s face turned deathly pale. Her manicured nails dug deep into the back of her hand.

Cosimo must have come looking for her!

Why? Even though she didn’t save Cosimo, she still couldn’t escape the tragic fate of being forcibly loved by this obsessive yandere?

Suddenly, as if something dawned on her, Qin Xue gasped sharply.

“Fu Yu, did you… happen to run into a man last night?”

Fu Yu nodded.

“H-he was hurt… I-I just…”

“You let him into the apartment, didn’t you?”

Qin Xue had basically guessed it.

Cosimo’s face—both righteous and wicked, combining Eastern features with Western bone structure—was the kind that ordinary women simply couldn’t resist.

Especially someone like Fu Yu, a lifelong single who’d never even held a boy’s hand.

She probably fell hopelessly in love with Cosimo the moment she saw him.

Qin Xue looked at her, face full of bitter disappointment.

Fu Yu clutched the pen tightly in her hand and stammered, “I-I didn’t let him… t-touch your things… or enter y-your room.”

He didn’t go in.

But Qin Xue loved beauty. The living room was filled with her glamour portraits.

Even the entrance had a lifelike pencil sketch of her, drawn by Chu Huainan.

It looked so real that seeing the drawing was like seeing her in person.

Cosimo must have seen that portrait and fallen in love with her at first sight!

Qin Xue opened her mouth. She really wanted to tell Fu Yu just how terrifying the butterfly effect of her small act of kindness had been.

But Fu Yu didn’t know yet.

She had no idea that Cosimo—who looked noble and restrained—was actually a controlling, obsessive madman.

Nor could she know how much harm he would cause Qin Xue in the future.

But even if she told her—what good would it do?

Cosimo had already fallen for her at first sight. The seed of obsession had already taken root!

In the previous life, to avoid pursuit, Cosimo had first returned to Sicily. It wasn’t until a month later that he came back to Paris looking for Qin Xue!

But now, he couldn’t suppress his overwhelming passion at all. Even though staying in Paris was dangerous, he still dared to show up just to find her!

This can’t happen again!

Qin Xue’s hands were shaking.

She had to leave before Cosimo found her—to fight for one last chance at happiness and survival for herself and her boyfriend.

With that thought, Qin Xue grabbed her backpack and rushed out in a panic.

But unexpectedly, timid little Fu Yu grabbed her arm.

“The group… project… you’re the only one who hasn’t turned it in… and tomorrow’s the… deadline.”

Qin Xue shoved Fu Yu aside.

The push was a bit hard, and the classmates in the back row all turned to look.

Qin Xue’s eyes were cold.

Group work? At a time like this?

All they’d lose was a grade. But what she could lose—was her future happiness, even her life!

“I’ll send it tonight!”

She threw down the words and stormed off.

She used her laptop bag to shield her face, afraid Cosimo might see her.

As the elevator doors opened, Cosimo stepped out with a group of senior executives.

Unlike the bloody fugitive from the night before, today he looked every bit like a Wall Street financial genius.

There wasn’t a hint of bloodlust about him.

He adjusted his cufflinks—his every move exuding aloof elegance.

The group of high-ranking school administrators flattered him eagerly:

“Mr. Cosimo, having you as a board member is the greatest honor for our university!”

“We’ll make sure your one billion yuan donation is used wisely—we won’t let you down, nor the students of our school!”

“You’re so generous! A philanthropist like you—”

Cosimo’s eyes narrowed behind his gold-rimmed glasses.

He wasn’t generous. And he despised being called a philanthropist.

The only reason he bought this university—was for a woman.

A woman from China.

After leaving the international dorms, Cosimo had immediately ordered his men to investigate Fu Yu.

Age: 26. Hometown: Shenzhen, China. Orphaned. Raised in an orphanage. Living alone ever since adulthood.

Cosimo pushed up his glasses.

This woman would be his, no matter what.

As he reached the classroom door, his eyes landed instantly on Fu Yu—and Qin Xue, who had just pushed her.

They knew each other?

Friends?

Lovers?

Qin Xue had run fast. Cosimo hadn’t seen her face clearly, but he knew she was female.

And based on Fu Yu’s reactions last night, he could be 100% sure—Fu Yu liked men.

But still, he couldn’t afford to let his guard down.

Fu Yu was his. No one else could have her.

Fu Yu rubbed her wrist, where she’d been shoved. A handkerchief appeared gently in front of her.

“We meet again.”

Fu Yu looked up, just as Cosimo’s lips curved into a half-smile.

“Y-you… why are you… here…”

The vice principal, who had been tailing Cosimo flatteringly, stepped forward and scolded her, “Such disrespect! This is Mr. Cosimo, one of our board members!”

Cosimo raised a hand, silencing the man’s chatter.

“You’re short on money.”

He lifted her chin, fingers seemingly reliving the tenderness from last night.

“You didn’t get the scholarship this year. You’re already three months behind on tuition, aren’t you?”

“H-how do you know that?”

Fu Yu looked away, stammering.

Cosimo smirked, placing his hands on either side of her, caging her in.

His thin lips brushed her earlobe as he whispered, just loud enough for the two of them:

“You saved me. Of course I must repay you.”

The vice principal’s voice suddenly rang out, loud and obnoxious:

“Mr. Cosimo, don’t worry! For the sake of the school’s reputation, we’ll expel this delinquent student immediately!”

Trying to score points, he didn’t realize he’d touched Cosimo’s nerve instead.

A glint of madness flickered in Cosimo’s eyes.

So noisy.

Why ruin this intimate moment between him and Fu Yu?

People without self-awareness like this should have their eyes gouged out, their tongues cut off.

Anyone who came between him and Fu Yu—should die.

Cosimo snorted coldly and gave a subtle glance to his bodyguard.

The bodyguard instantly understood, grabbed the vice principal, and threw him out.

“Mr. Cosimo!”

“Sir! Board member—!”

The vice principal’s voice went from firm, to panicked, and finally vanished down the hallway.

“Looks like… we need somewhere quieter.”

Cosimo twirled a lock of Fu Yu’s hair around his finger, his dangerous gaze lingering possessively on her face.

“I much prefer when it’s just the two of us.”

Then, with a glance at the students in the back who were eavesdropping, he scooped Fu Yu up with one arm and walked out.

“OH MY GOD! That was so hot!!”

“Wait—Fu Yu is Mr. Cosimo’s girlfriend?! That’s insane!”

“AAAAAAHH! He just carried her out with one arm! Boyfriend goals!”

Amid the classmates’ rising screams of envy, Cosimo kicked open a vacant office and placed Fu Yu down on the desk.

His eyes gleamed with the wild, dangerous light of a predator about to strike.