The Billionaire's Obsession Came Too Late
"I bought you for three years, Spring. That means for 1,095 days, your body, your soul, and your very breath belong to me."
To the world, Spring Willow is the luckiest woman alive—married to the legendary billionaire August Harrington. To August, she is nothing but a shadow of the woman he lost, a scapegoat for a tragedy she didn’t cause.
The terms of their marriage are written in blood and cold hard cash:
-$300,000 a month for her grandmother’s life.
One hundred rules she must never break.
And most important rules of all: Never expect his heart.
Spring was prepared for his coldness. She was ready for his cruelty. But she wasn’t prepared for the moment his hatred turned into a suffocating obsession—one that threatens to keep her bound to him long after the 1,095 days are up.
Just as Spring prepares to break under his weight, a new shadow emerges. Another power player, equally ruthless and twice as determined, offers her a way out.
The contract was signed in pain, but the ending will be written in fire. When revenge turns to possessiveness, who will Spring choose: The man who owns her, or the man who wants to steal her away?
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Chapter: At Your MercyAfter the meeting, August sat in the far corner of the backseat of his car. He hadn't spoken a single word since they left the gallery. Rossy, sitting a few inches away, felt the tension. She clutched her tablet to her chest. She couldn't stop thinking about the woman at the gallery. Spring. That girl with the paint-stained hands. Rossy had seen the way August looked at her—the way his jaw had clenched, the way his composure had frayed at the edges.She couldn't let that continue. Rossy had worked too hard to get this close. She had manipulated her way into this position, using the hotel encounter and her emergency last night to tether herself to the most powerful man in the city. August Harrington was her golden ladder. He was her ticket out of the mundane, a way to finally step into the high social circles she had only ever watched from the sidelines.She took a deep breath, her eyes flicking to the small, dark mole near her lips. A detail she’d spent twenty minutes highlighti
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Chapter: My SanctuaryThe dawn didn't break so much as it bled into the room. I had been awake for hours. My eyes were sore, the skin around them tight and dry from the last night’s tears, but the rest of me felt hollow. I slid out of the bed at 5:00 AM. I didn't check the hallway to see if August had returned. I dressed in a pair of old, oil-stained jeans and a black turtleneck, pulled my hair into a messy, utilitarian knot, and grabbed my tote bag.By the time the sun was high enough to cast shadows, I was already at the Ashford Gallery. I didn't go to my office. I went straight to the studio space in the back, a room with soaring ceilings and a single, massive skylight. I dragged a fresh, six-foot canvas onto the easel. I dipped a wide palette knife into a glob of titanium white and slate grey and attacked the fabric.I painted the Ferris wheel. But it wasn't the glowing, romantic icon from the park. It was a circle of silver thorns trapped behind a layer of fractured glass. I worked till my hea
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Chapter: It Was All a DreamThe chaotic energy of the amusement park was muffled behind glass windows of the indoor restaurant we chose for lunch We ate in a strange, comfortable truce.When the waiter cleared our plates, August leaned back in his chair, swirling the last of his sparkling water. He looked out the window toward the towering structure at the edge of the park."We skipped the Ferris wheel," he stated.I raised an eyebrow, wiping my mouth with the cloth napkin. "Are you absolutely sure you aren't going to puke again?""Hell no," he scoffed, dropping a few hundred-dollar bills on the table. "I just needed to recalibrate. Come on."We walked back out into the fading afternoon light. The park was beginning to transition into its evening phase. When we reached the ticket booth for the Ferris wheel, August leaned into the small window, spoke a few quiet words to the manager, and handed over his black card.The attendant’s eyes went wide. "The whole wheel, sir? For the next hour?""Yes," August s
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Chapter: Even if It Just For a Day!The overhead speakers crackled. "Drivers! Powering up in three... two... one... GO!"The floor hissed with electricity, and the ceiling sparks rained down like tiny stars. I slammed my foot onto the pedal. My car didn't move. It just growled and vibrated."I'm stuck!" I yelled over the noise.August’s car shot forward which was frankly insulting. He spun in a perfect circle, his hair blowing back, and looked at me with a smugness in his face. "You have to turn the wheel, you idiot! You’re stuck against the starting rail!"I spun the wheel frantically to the left. The car jerked, my head snapping back, and suddenly I was flying backward. I screamed, slamming into the car behind me with a THUD."Wrong way!" August yelled, laughing so hard he nearly let go of his own wheel. He circled back around."I'm learning!" I shouted, finally figuring out how to coordinate the steering and the pedal. I managed to straighten out, lurching forward into the middle of the arena.The game was a f
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Chapter: Bumper CarThe sunlight hit us as we stepped out of the Haunted House. My hand was still tucked firmly into August’s.He didn't let go immediately. For a few long, quiet seconds, we just stood there, breathing in the scent of summer air, letting the adrenaline settle.Then, August suddenly remembered who he was supposed to be.August cleared his throat, his grip loosening as he slowly retracted his hand. He looked at me, his eyes regaining that earlier glint."That," he said, "was a complete waste of electricity. The animatronics were dated."I laughed, a bright, genuine sound that drew a few looks from passing families. "Dated? August, you screamed. Not a masculine, get-back-demon roar, either. It was a save-me-from-the-closet yelp.""I was startled by the structural instability of the wall," he countered, his jaw tightening as he began to walk, forcing me to hurry to keep up with him. "And you weren't exactly a pillar of courage, Spring. You were trying to burrow into my ribcage.""At
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Chapter: Part - 2"Of course," he said, but his voice was tight. He didn't let go of my hand this time. His grip was firm.We entered the next chamber. The Kitchen of Sorrows. It was a macabre display of fake gore, but it was the silence that was the scariest part. No music. Just the sound of our own breathing, synchronized and shallow."You're walking very slowly," I mocked. "Are you waiting for the ghosts to ask for an autograph?""I'm keeping pace with you," he countered, though his eyes were scanning every corner of the room. "I don't want you tripping in the dark and blaming me for that.""I'm fine, August. It’s your face I’m worried about. You’re turning grey again.""I am not—"Suddenly, the floor beneath us dropped an inch with a loud BANG."AH!" I let out an involuntary yelp, my heart practically jumping out of my chest.August didn't scream, but he pulled me closer, his arm wrapping around my waist for a second before he caught himself and pulled back."A pressure plate," he muttere
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