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CRUEL OBSESSION

CRUEL OBSESSION

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last updateLast Updated : 2026-05-19
By:  TheanaCompleted
Language: English
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Playboy

CEO

Contract Marriage

Love after Marriage

Contemporary

She was born from scandal. He was raised to never accept weakness. Together, they were forced into a marriage neither of them wanted... but fate had other plans. After the death of her mother, the daughter of a maid finds herself trapped in the mansion of a father who never wanted her, surrounded by a family that despises her. To gain their approval and earn her place, she agrees to an arranged marriage—with a man as cold as he is cruel. Damien Westwood is the definition of power and privilege. Rich, ruthless, and indifferent, he sleeps with a different woman each night and treats his new wife like she’s nothing. To his family, she’s just a burden he’s forced to bear. To him, she’s an unwanted shadow. But what happens when the girl they all underestimated refuses to break? Through humiliation, heartbreak, and betrayal, she slowly becomes the one thing they never expected: unstoppable. And as Damien’s obsession with her grows, so does the danger... because in this house, love doesn't heal—it destroys.

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pinky mx
pinky mx
Sienna sure is in for a lot 🥹 overall, the mystrey has me hooked
2026-06-13 12:24:43
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Vee—Writes
Vee—Writes
I’m so rooting for you Sienna girl!!! I know you’d pull through. And for Damien he’s so cruel… treated her like shit and now acts obsessed? Tell me more author…
2026-06-12 19:07:07
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Ladyclo
Ladyclo
Damien is very cruel why will he treat her like that and now he is obsessed with her very interesting story
2026-06-12 02:39:54
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jatogloria80
jatogloria80
ofc I must read this to the end I can't wait to see how sienna turns out to be later already in my library 🤏🤏
2026-06-12 01:36:04
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Isla Grey
Isla Grey
Sienna ... I feel for you babe...️.
2026-06-11 03:36:38
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151 Chapters
chapter one
Chapter OneThe Unwanted BrideThe white dress felt like a joke.It wasn't tailored for her—it belonged to someone else. Someone wanted. Someone chosen. Sienna stood in front of the gilded mirror, the delicate lace digging into her skin like a reminder: you don’t belong here.“You look beautiful,” her stepmother, Vanessa, cooed behind her with a venom-laced smile. “Just don’t embarrass us in front of the Westwoods.”Sienna didn’t respond. She had learned long ago that silence was safer than defiance.The whispers in the Westwood estate had already started. Servants passed by with sideways glances, eyes flickering over her dress, her hands, her face. The girl born from scandal, marrying into gold.She was nothing but an arrangement.A deal.A shameful attempt to restore what little dignity her father’s family had left.“Let’s go,” Vanessa snapped. “Your husband doesn’t like to be kept waiting.”Husband.The word made her chest tighten.Sienna had only met Damien Westwood twice. Once at
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chapter two
Chapter TwoObedience Isn’t LoveThe days blurred together like a dream she couldn’t wake up from.Sienna did everything she was told. Every morning, she dressed in soft colors. Every afternoon, she helped the staff prepare tea for the Westwood women. And every night, she returned to an empty bedroom with perfectly fluffed pillows and untouched sheets.The only evidence Damien had ever been there were the fading colognes on his shirts left tossed over a chair.He never spoke to her. Only looked at her occasionally, like she was a painting he hadn’t asked for but couldn’t take down.---On the fifth day of their marriage, the Westwood matriarch, Eleanor, summoned her.She stood by the grand piano in the sitting room, her jewelry glinting beneath the chandelier, her lips pursed in that usual tight-lipped disapproval.“You will attend the charity gala next week,” Eleanor said. “Wear something that doesn’t shame our name. And try not to speak unless spoken to.”“Yes, ma’am,” Sienna said q
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chapter three
Chapter ThreeThe Girl in the Gold DressSienna stood in front of the full-length mirror, adjusting the gold silk gown Eleanor had picked out for her.It shimmered like liquid light, hugging her frame delicately. The neckline dipped just enough to be considered elegant but modest. Her hair had been curled into soft waves that tumbled past her shoulders. A diamond necklace rested against her collarbone—on loan, Eleanor had said, like everything else in this house.It was the Westwood charity gala. The night she’d been warned about.The night she had to prove herself worthy of the Westwood name.Or, at least, obedient enough not to embarrass them.Her hands trembled slightly as she touched the necklace. Don’t speak unless spoken to.That phrase had echoed in her head all week.There was a soft knock at the door. It creaked open, revealing Damien in a black tuxedo and a bored expression.His eyes skimmed over her quickly—too quickly—then returned to his phone.“You’re late,” he said cold
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chapter four
Chapter FourThe Room That Doesn’t ExistSienna hadn’t seen Damien in two days.Not since the gala. Not since he whispered to that woman right in front of her and left like she was nothing.The housekeeper, Maria, said he hadn’t come home. Eleanor, on the other hand, walked around with a permanent sneer on her face like she knew something Sienna didn’t.She always did.Still, Sienna played her role.She dressed properly. Ate quietly. Attended brunch with Damien’s aunts and smiled through their sharp, backhanded compliments.But inside her, something was changing.The girl who once tiptoed through the Westwood mansion like a ghost was learning to listen. To watch. To remember. She had no power here—but knowledge? That, she could collect.And she had a new obsession.Dante Westwood.---She returned to the library when no one was watching.The folder she found on Dante had been moved. Hidden again. But she remembered the contents, the name of the street—Devil’s Bend—and most of all, the
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chapter five
Chapter FiveThe Room Behind the PianoSienna never forgot Damien’s warning.“There’s a room in this house. Locked. Everyone says it doesn’t exist. Don’t ever go near it.”But those words had the opposite effect.She couldn’t stop thinking about it.Where was it? Why was it locked?And why did Damien look terrified when he mentioned it?She began to observe more closely.The mansion was ancient, too large for one family. Hallways stretched like veins, and there were places no one ever went—dusty corridors, creaking stairwells, doors sealed shut as though the very air behind them had been forgotten.And then she noticed something strange.The piano.It sat in the east wing. Elegant, black, and untouched.One afternoon, while dusting the baseboards (a chore she was still expected to do as if she were a maid, not a wife), she noticed the pattern of the floor tiles beneath the piano didn’t match the rest of the marble flooring.Curious, she knelt and traced the edges.Hollow.Her heart th
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chapter six
Chapter SixUnspoken ThingsThe days following her discovery of Dante’s room passed like fog.Sienna kept her distance.Damien did the same.But something between them had shifted. Unspoken. Tense. Electric.He avoided her eyes now.Not like before—when he simply didn’t care to look at her.Now, it was different.He was afraid of what he might see if he did.Sienna wandered the garden early one morning, her hands brushing through lavender and overgrown roses, trying to clear her mind.That’s when she heard footsteps behind her.She turned.Damien.Of course.Hair slightly tousled, black shirt unbuttoned at the top, sleeves rolled up just enough to show the veins running down his forearms.Effortlessly cruel-looking.“I thought you didn’t do mornings,” she said, folding her arms.“I don’t.” His voice was clipped. Cold. Like always.But he didn’t walk away.Instead, he walked past her and stood beside the roses. “You’re watering them wrong.”She blinked. “Excuse me?”“They’re too drowne
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chapter seven
Chapter SevenThe LetterThe boardroom table stretched like a snake, cold and glossy under the chandelier light. Sienna sat at the end—silent, poised, out of place.Damien hadn’t spoken to her since last night.He hadn’t looked at her either.Not when she walked in beside him.Not when the board members nodded politely at her, with curiosity barely veiled behind smug expressions.She was just there. Like a doll dressed up in pearls and shoved into the spotlight.Eleanor sat at the head of the table, regal in a blood-red suit, her fingers tapping against her wine glass with rhythmic precision.“As you all know,” Eleanor began, “the Westwood name must continue to carry weight. Reputation. Legacy. The merger with the Callahan Group will ensure that.”Everyone murmured approval.Except Damien.He sipped his drink, disinterested, eyes trained on the window. Sienna kept hers on the documents in front of her—until a cold hand rested briefly on hers under the table.She jumped.Damien didn’t
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chapter eight
Chapter EightSecrets in the ShadowsThe west wing was silent. Too silent.Sienna stood barefoot in the hallway, holding her breath as she stared at the piano room’s heavy oak doors. The letter from Dante was folded tightly in her pocket like a lifeline. She hadn’t slept—not with Eleanor’s chilling stare still burned into her memory and Damien’s warning echoing in her ears.But she needed answers.Her fingers hovered over the door handle.Locked.Of course.She pulled a silver hairpin from her bun, heart racing. Her fingers were shaky, but after years of sneaking into rooms her father never wanted her in, she wasn’t a stranger to lock-picking.Click.The door creaked open.Moonlight filtered through the stained glass windows, casting eerie patterns on the grand piano in the center of the room. Dust floated in the air like tiny ghosts.She stepped inside.There it was—an old, carved piano with gold detailing.She ran her hands along the keys. Silent. Dead.Then she saw it.At the very
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chapter nine
Chapter NineThe Fire Beneath the IceSienna couldn’t sleep.The image in the photograph haunted her.Her mother.Not with her father.But with Dante.She sat at her desk, the photo spread out beside the open letter. Her mind swirled with questions.Was Dante not just her uncle?Had her entire life been a lie?The envelope crinkled in her hand as she reread the words: “You don’t know who you are.”A knock at her door startled her.This time, it wasn’t soft.Firm. Intentional.She slipped the photo under her pillow and opened the door.Damien.Shirtless, hair damp like he’d just showered, but his eyes were intense. Burning.“What—”He walked past her, closing the door behind him.“We need to talk.”She crossed her arms, pretending her heart wasn’t racing from the sight of him in sweats, veins in his arms prominent, scent of soap still lingering on him.“You barge into my room at 2 a.m. and say we need to talk?” she scoffed.“Yes.”She lifted her chin. “About what?”He turned, stepping
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chapter ten
Chapter TenThe Hidden TruthsThe next morning, Sienna didn’t get much sleep. Her mind raced through everything Damien had told her—the photo, the letter, the secret her mother had hidden so well. It felt like she was chasing ghosts, her heart torn between wanting answers and wanting to run away from them.But the more she thought about it, the more she realized she couldn’t run.Not anymore.She sat in the garden, the warmth of the early sun washing over her, but she could still feel the chill in her bones. There were too many unanswered questions. The letter from Dante, the hidden compartment in the piano room, the cryptic warnings from Damien… everything felt like a carefully woven web, pulling her deeper with every passing day.Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of footsteps. She didn’t need to look up to know who it was. The air around her seemed to shift when Damien approached.“You’re still up?”His voice was distant, like he hadn’t expected to find her here.“I couldn’
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