The Billionaire's Game
She was supposed to be invisible but he made her his obsession.
When desperate debts force Lysandra Thorne into a high-society auction, she never expects the world’s most ruthless media mogul to claim her with a single chilling bid:
“One million, for the entirety of the terms. Unnegotiated.”
Now Lys is trapped in Cassian Vale’s glittering, merciless world - a cage of glass and power where secrets cut sharper than knives, and desire is as dangerous as it is irresistible. Six months in his penthouse means freedom for her ailing sister… but survival comes at the price of surrendering to a man who always gets what he wants.
But Cassian’s obsession isn’t a chance. He knows her. He’s always known her.
As scandals ignite, rivals circle, and betrayals bleed, Lys must learn to play Cassian’s dangerous game of control, passion, and power - because losing isn’t an option. And in a world where every move is a weapon, love might be the most ruthless gamble of all.
A story of obsession, betrayal, and a love powerful enough to shatter empires.
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Chapter: Chapter NineCASSIAN“Sweet dreams, sir. The boss is very eager to meet you.”The voice, distorted by the gas mask, was the last thing I heard before the world dissolved into a chemical-induced void. But my assailant had made a critical error. He’d assumed his weapon was superior to my will. In the split second before consciousness fled, my fingers, growing numb and heavy, had found the tiny, recessed emergency button embedded in the door panel. A silent, desperate SOS to the only man I trusted.I regained my consciousness from the darkness not with a jolt, but with a nauseating, slow roll. My head was a lead weight, pounding with a rhythm that matched the car’s tires on the asphalt. The air still tasted cloyingly sweet, the residue of the knockout gas. Disorientation held me for a moment—the rich smell of leather, the low hum of a powerful engine.Then, it crashed over me. The airport. Diana. Lysandra’s frantic, tear-choked call. The masked driver. The hiss of gas.Kidnapped.The sheer, aud
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Chapter: Chapter Eight LYSANDRAAnother morning dawned in this decorated cage. I woke to the oppressive silence of the penthouse, my hand instinctively reaching across the vast, cold expanse of the bed to find it, as always, empty. My sister is no longer living with me.A hollow routine had taken root. I moved through the motions: a shower in the marble cavern of a bathroom, the steam doing little to warm the chill inside me. Then, the daily dilemma—the walk-in closet. It was a monument to excess, bursting with couture gowns, delicate silks, and daring cocktail dresses, all tags still attached. But where were the clothes for living? The worn-in jeans, the soft cotton sweaters? They were absent, a silent reminder that my existence here wasn't about life; it was about presentation.I finally settled on a simple black vintage-style silk dress. It felt like armor, but it was the only thing closer to comfortability. Slipping into it, I descended to the dining room.The scene was a still life painting: a sing
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Chapter: Chapter SevenCASSIANThe morning had begun with the pristine, predictable silence I always demanded. Sunlight cut across my desk in sharp angles, illuminating the day’s agenda typed neatly on a single sheet of paper. It was a schedule built on control. Then, reality intruded.Felix stood before me, his posture ramrod straight, a living embodiment of efficiency. “Your board meeting with Crown Atlantic is at eight, sir. President Harrington is flying in personally. He’s eager to finalize the merger. Following that, you have—”“Cancel everything,” I said, my voice flat, not looking up from the financial report I was no longer reading.A beat of silence. Felix was the only man in my employ who possessed the nerve—or the foolishness—to question me. “Sir? The Crown Atlantic deal is our top priority this quarter. The logistics of rescheduling Harrington…”This time, I lifted my gaze. It was a slow, deliberate motion, and I let the full weight of my impatience show in my eyes. It was a language Feli
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Chapter: Chapter SixLYSANDRA "I can't really just be staying in this house for six months and do nothing, right? It's always just me and the workers. They won't even talk to me if i talk to them. I'm always bored, and it's getting quite suffocating." I said, keenly observing him as he sat across the dining table looking at me. "It's part of the terms." He replied, a little softer than i imagined. "Yes i know. You clearly told me I'd be here until our agreed time elapse. But still, i can't just sit around all day and do nothing. I'm not used to that." "You have the TV in the sitting room to keep you company." "It's the same routine everyday! I'll wake up to see you gone, the workers are not even always the same so I can't form a bond with them. You clearly told them not to interact with me, didn't you? What did i do? And you may not even come back home at night, you never told me your plans, never talked to me. It's just like I'm the only human in this building. You don't consider me a 'human',
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Chapter: Chapter Five LYSANDRAI stared at the screen, looking at the blurry words. Pretty little sister.“How… how do they have this number? Who is that?”Cassian snatched the phone back, his face a mask of cold fury. He typed a single sentence; Who is this?The reply was instant.Unknown: A concerned party. Your silence is becoming expensive, Vale. Let’s talk.“It’s him. Croft.” Cassian’s voice was low, dangerous. “He’s making his move.”“He threatened Elara! You said he wouldn’t find her! You said I was safe!”“You are safe! This is a bluff, a probe. He’s trying to rattle me. And he’s succeeding because of you.”“Because of me? This is your fault! Your world! You dragged me into it!”“You walked onto that auction block yourself! You invited this!”My phone buzzed again in his hand. He looked at it, and his expression changed. The anger was replaced by something sharper. He answered.“What.”He listened, his gaze locked on me. “When?... How severe?... I see. Keep me informed.” He ended th
Dernière mise à jour: 2025-08-22
Chapter: Chapter FourLYSANDRA The day went by quickly. I traced the same path from the bedroom to the library to the empty living area. It was silent as ever. I found myself staring at the closed terrace door, my hand hovering near the handle. “If you touch it, an alarm will ring." I spun around and there he was, leaning in the doorway, watching me. How long had he been there? “I wasn’t going to—” “I know. The thought didn’t get far enough. Did you find a book?” “No.” “Bored already?” “I’m not here to be entertained. You said you’d tell me about Elara.” He checked his watch. “The procedure has another hour, but she’s stable. No news is good news. For now.” “For now.” I wrapped my arms around myself. “That’s not good enough.” “It will have to be.” He walked further into the room, his presence shrinking the space. “We have a function tonight.” “A function?” “A VGM charity gala. And you’ll be there.” I stared at him. “You’re joking. You lock me in a penthouse and then want to take
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