The Billionaire's Hidden Obsession
Clara Rivers only wanted a fresh start—a simple job, a quiet life, and enough money to keep her family afloat. But everything changes the day she crosses paths with Elias Kane, the cold, calculated billionaire whose gaze feels like both a warning and a promise.
When a business deal forces them into a fake engagement, Clara thinks she can handle it. Smile for the cameras. Stay by his side. Don’t fall for him.
But Elias is not a man meant to be close. He’s sharp where others are soft, silent where others speak, and every step she takes into his world pulls her deeper into something dangerous… and irresistible.
Their act is supposed to stay professional.
Until his touch lingers.
Until her heartbeat betrays her.
Until every lie starts to feel painfully real.
Elias claims she’s nothing to him—just a contract, an accessory to control the media storm around his name.
But the moment another man shows interest in Clara, Elias’s mask cracks… revealing a possessive, jealous obsession he can no longer hide.
As secrets unfold, emotions ignite, and the stakes grow higher, Clara must confront the truth:
Is she just another woman caught in the billionaire’s web
or the one person capable of breaking the walls he swore would never fall?
A gripping slow-burn romance full of tension, heartbreak, and undeniable chemistry—The Billionaire’s Hidden Obsession is a love story that proves some obsessions are too powerful to escape.
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Chapter: The Aftermath Clara’s POV~The car door shut behind us with a soft thud that sounded way too final.Silence filled the space, thick enough to choke on.I stared out the tinted window as the Thorne estate disappeared behind us, its lights fading into the night. My pulse still hadn’t slowed since those words left his mouth.“Then I suppose I’ll just have to marry her sooner.”They replayed in my head again and again like a broken record. Each time, my stomach flipped harder.I turned to him finally. “You didn’t have to say that.”Elias leaned back in the seat, jacket unbuttoned, tie slightly loosened, his gaze fixed on the darkness ahead. “It worked.”“That’s not the point,” I said. “Your mother looked ready to start planning a wedding. Your father nearly fainted. I almost fainted!”His lips twitched. “You handled yourself well.”“Oh, wonderful. Glad to know I survived your family’s interrogation with my dignity slightly intact.”“You did more than survive,” he said quietly. “You impressed them.”I b
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Chapter: Chapter 4 – The Family DinnerClara’s POVBy the time I got home, it was already past 10 p.m. My head was spinning, and my heels felt like punishment.The fake proposal had gone perfectly — too perfectly — but what came after was even more exhausting. Elias and I spent hours in his office going over every possible question his parents might ask.“How did we meet?” he’d said in that firm tone of his.“At a charity gala,” I repeated like a schoolgirl being tested.“What caught my attention?”“My honesty,” I said.He raised a brow. “And?”“And the fact that I wasn’t impressed by your money,” I muttered.He’d smirked. “Good. Keep it that way tomorrow.”By the time I finally stepped into our apartment, my brain felt like it had melted. Zara was sprawled across the couch in her oversized T-shirt, scrolling on her phone with a face mask on.“Claraaaa!” she screamed as soon as she saw me. “The fake fiancée is back from her billionaire duties!”I dropped my purse on the table and sank into the couch beside her. “Zara, I’m
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Chapter: The contract For a moment, I just stared at him, my mind racing. My chest felt tight, and my palms were cold against my skirt. Did I hear him right? I needed a job, not whatever this was. The air between us felt heavier, stretching each second too long. Then he spoke again, his voice calm, almost too calm. “A fake one,” he said, as if that explained everything. “It’s for a business merger. My parents insist I settle down before the deal goes through. They’re traditional, and my reputation isn’t great.” My mind went blank. “So you want me to... pretend to be your fiancée?” He nodded once. “In exchange, you’ll be paid well—enough to fix your financial problems.” My mouth went dry. “You think I’d just agree to something like that?” “You came here because you needed money,” he said evenly. “This is an easier job than most.” His bluntness stung. “That’s not fair.” He didn’t flinch. “Neither is life, Miss Rivers. I’m offering you security. In return, you’ll attend public events with me
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Chapter: The interview Clara’s POVThe first thing I noticed was the light it was overwhelming.Sunlight flooded my eyes as if it had been waiting all night to strike. I groaned and rolled over, feeling heavy with exhaustion.Then I looked at my phone.8:23 a.m.My heart stopped.“Oh my God.”I jumped out of bed so fast that my blanket tangled around my legs. “Zara!” I shouted, tripping over my own shoes.From under her blanket, she groaned. “What? Why are you yelling like the world is ending?”“It’s ending!” I grabbed my phone and pointed at the screen as if it could explain itself. “I’m late! My interview’s at eight!”Her sleepy eyes blinked open. “Oh.” Then she smiled lazily. “You’ll be fine. Just smile at the billionaire and say traffic was bad.”“Zara, this isn’t funny!” I ran to the mirror. My hair looked like a small storm had passed through it. I grabbed a brush, trying to fix the impossible. “I can’t believe this! Why didn’t you wake me up?”“You came in late, remember?” she mumbled, turning over. “
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Chapter: The Night Before Everything ChangedClara’s POVThe faint hum of traffic drifted through the half-open window, mixing with the scent of Zara’s vanilla body spray. Clothes were scattered across the bed, heels lined up by the mirror, and soft music played from her phone. I stood by the wall, watching her get ready like she had the whole world figured out.“Zara, do you think I need clubbing tonight?” I asked, folding my arms. “I need to settle my head and prepare for tomorrow. Go alone, you this lady.”Zara turned sharply, one hand on her hip, the other holding a makeup brush like a weapon. “Clubbing? Babe, you need healing. You’ve been stressing over that job interview all week. You look like your soul needs music and bad decisions.”I rolled my eyes. “Bad decisions don’t pay rent.”She laughed, tossing her long braids over her shoulder. “Neither does worrying, Clara. You’ve been glued to that laptop for days, searching for jobs that don’t even reply. Tonight is your night to breathe.”I sat down on the edge of the bed,
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