Gabriel's Obsession

Gabriel's Obsession

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Par:  Irvi MamondeeEn cours
Langue: English
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Amelia Hutton, an 18-year-old with a captivating charm, exudes an effervescent brightness that draws people towards her. A girl whose heart is a sanctuary for love, her family occupies the topmost rung in her priorities. In the tender embrace of her familial bonds, her elder brother Jonathan emerges as a formidable protector, his love for her an unshakable foundation. But life takes an unexpected turn when Amelia crosses paths with Gabriel Hamilton, a man whose mere presence exudes an aura of power and ruthlessness. With wealth beyond imagination at his disposal, he's not just a billionaire; he's a force of nature. Handsome as he is enigmatic, Gabriel's entrance into Amelia's world shatters her equilibrium. Yet, his intentions transcend mere curiosity. A dark obsession burgeons within him, a compulsion to possess Amelia, to draw her into his shadowy existence. His fixation on her grows like an insidious vine, weaving its tendrils around his thoughts until she's all he can see. Gabriel's heart is cloaked in darkness, a void he yearns to fill with her light. In this saga of love and power, innocence and darkness, the tale of Amelia and Gabriel emerges as a gripping narrative. Their destinies are intertwined, bound by a tumultuous journey that will test the limits of their hearts, challenging them to rise above the suffocating grip of obsession and claim their own fates.

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Chapitre 1

Tangled Affairs and Unexpected Invitations

Amelia's POV:

In the comfort of my room, I found myself tangled in a rather familiar struggle with my mischievous brother, Jonathan. My exasperation reached its peak as he relentlessly teased me about my farewell dress. Seeking refuge in my mother's company, I interrupted her culinary endeavors, hoping for some solace.

"Mom, Jonathan is making fun of my farewell dress," I lamented to my busy mother, who was engrossed in the act of preparing dinner. Without pausing in her vegetable cutting, she cast a quick glance toward me, her attention briefly diverted from the task at hand.

"Jon, stop pestering your sister and take out the garbage, please," she instructed him in her calm yet assertive manner. Yielding to her command, he nodded and promptly disappeared to fulfill his chore.

Addressing me now, she beckoned me to assist her in the kitchen. "You, little one, come and help me with dinner. You've already turned 18, and all you seem to do is eat, sleep, and complain about your brother's antics. You're not a child anymore; it's time to start displaying a bit more maturity," she stated firmly, her tone laced with maternal concern.

My mother's affection for me was boundless, evident in her daily actions. Yet, she possessed the ability to exhibit a stern disposition when necessary, as she did in this instance. Nonetheless, my love for her remained steadfast, for she was the cornerstone of my world, a constant source of unwavering support and affection. Truthfully, I held a stronger affinity for her than I did for my father.

My father also harbors profound affection for me; however, his demeanor skews more towards the stringent end of the spectrum compared to my mother's. "Mom, she dedicates an excessive amount of her time engaging in conversations with that rather insipid boy, Mark, over the phone," Jonathan remarked as he strolled into the kitchen.

"Jon, I've previously elucidated that he happens to be my best friend, and it's worth noting that he also provides invaluable assistance with my academic pursuits," I retorted, my gaze bearing a hint of firmness as it locked onto him.

"Very well, should you profess that to be the case, my dear sister," he responded, a smug grin etching its way onto his countenance. Swiftly evading my grasp, he hastened towards his room.

"Wait there, King of Flatulence, a reckoning awaits you, for I am resolved to give you a sound thrashing!" I declared vehemently and dramatically, my vocal cords projecting my determination as I dashed in pursuit of his retreating figure.

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The hour neared 11 p.m., and I had just emerged from a refreshing shower. Perhaps my timing was unorthodox, as one might question why I chose to shower at such an hour. However, the sweltering heat of the summer had rendered me sticky and malodorous, prompting my impromptu cleansing.

Having scrubbed off the accumulated sweat, I now felt rejuvenated. Clad in a tank top and panties, I ventured to open my bedroom window, seeking a respite from the stifling atmosphere. As I gazed out, a scene unfolded before me: an opulent car idled by my neighbor's house, disgorging an elegantly dressed young woman. Her exit was marked by a forceful slam of the car door, her demeanor resonating with palpable displeasure. In an abrupt departure, the vehicle surged forward, emitting a screech that grated against my ears.

A disconcerting noise indeed, I mused. Contemplating the situation, my mind engaged in idle speculation. Perhaps she was the girlfriend of my neighbor, brought here by her paramour. Yet, her visible agitation toward him seemed incongruous. A pang of curiosity tugged at me, though I questioned the rationale behind my concern.

Dismissing the episode, I redirected my thoughts toward the approaching day, marked by the anticipation of a school farewell party. Tomorrow held the promise of camaraderie and celebration, factors that compelled me to rise early and prepare accordingly. With a final reflection, I surrendered to the enveloping darkness, the events of the day gradually succumbing to the embrace of sleep.

Gabriel's POV:

Within the dim confines of a nightclub, I occupied a barstool, the amber liquid of scotch on the rocks nestled in my grip. Amidst the pulsating rhythms of music, my attention was arrested by the spectacle of scantily clad women gyrating on the dancefloor, their sensual movements captivating the attention of onlookers.

Emerging from the crowd, a seductive blonde advanced toward me, her lips curling into a suggestive smirk. I appraised her figure with a predatory gaze, an involuntary action of my tongue across my lips betraying my lascivious interest. As she drew near, a calculated incline revealed a tantalizing glimpse of her cleavage, the embodiment of her intentions.

"Hello, darling," she purred, her voice laden with allure. "How about we find a more discreet spot to have some fun?'' Her manicured hand grazed my chest, igniting a spark of desire within me.

Engulfed by the allure of the moment, I entertained her proposition, acquiescing to her invitation for a dalliance. "Of course," I accepted, my lips curling into a half-smile as I savored the last remnants of my scotch. "And what shall I call you, miss?"

"Melodie" she replied, her tone heavy with innuendo, her gaze smoldering with unabashed longing.

Resuming my role as the pursuer, I led her out of the nightclub, our destination set within the confines of my awaiting vehicle. As we approached the car, her admiring commentary enveloped me. "Your car is truly impressive," she cooed, her eyes betraying a covetous desire.

My response was minimal, my attention diverted toward the imminent encounter. Seating myself in the vehicle, I gestured for her to join me. With the engine's rumble, we embarked upon our journey, the road unfolding before us. However, the allure of her presence began to wane as her shallow interests emerged, manifested in an incessant commentary about my car.

My irritation simmered, a realization crystallizing within me: her fascination lay solely with my possessions, her avarice overshadowing any genuine connection. The words I spoke were laced with anger, a torrent of frustrations finding voice.

"Listen, you're incredibly vexing. Your interest isn't in sharing an experience but in my material possessions. You're nothing more than a gold digger. I'm done." My anger palpable, I pulled over and demanded she leave.

"I didn't mean that. I genuinely want to have fun with you," she pleaded, reaching for my crotch. I forcefully removed her hand and brought the car to a halt.

"Don't touch me. Get out of my car," I spat, my anger unabated. Her exit was marked by the vehemence with which she slammed the car door, her departing words carrying the weight of her disappointment.

Alone in the aftermath of our encounter, I propelled my vehicle homeward. The subsequent interruption, a call from an unidentified number, tugged me from my contemplation. Ordinarily, I'd ignore such calls, but given the hour, this might bear importance.

Identifying himself as the principal of Success Academy, the caller extended an invitation. The prospect of being the guest of honor at their farewell party loomed, coupled with the implication of my presence fostering goodwill. My response was one of reluctant acceptance, laden with feigned enthusiasm and gratitude.

My thoughts, however, were far from the upcoming event. My reservations towards the principal were founded in an innate distrust, his veneer of politeness deemed counterfeit. My decision was begrudging, aligned with the necessity of securing my future. As CEO of Hamilton Enterprise, I bore the burden of anticipation, my father's promise of transferring the enterprise into my name offering both opportunity and constraint. For now, a tentative alliance with the principal was forged, my compliance a means to an end.

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Deanna Santos
Love this book so far !!!
2022-12-11 21:27:10
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Jeon Yn
when are you going to update
2022-12-03 21:14:13
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Jeon Yn
please update
2022-12-02 08:18:56
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Miya Desamour
when are you going to update the book
2022-04-11 10:31:23
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Janet Luong
Great book...
2022-01-16 08:40:36
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Scurrah
when are you gonna update if you can please do a double update so eagerly waiting
2021-12-28 07:01:48
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Scurrah
please update soon can't believe Gabriel didn't believe Amelia I hope Gabriel finds out the truth. I can't stand Gabriel, I did like him at first but not at the moment
2021-11-30 09:00:02
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Scurrah
please update your book
2021-11-06 14:17:07
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Scurrah
please update your book soon don't give up on your book so want to read what happens next you're an amazing writer
2021-10-25 18:45:52
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andrewsbbg💗
I'm in love with this story, please complete it.........
2021-09-13 00:15:07
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Scurrah
when are you gonna update please update soon you left on a great cliffhanger
2022-01-07 09:32:46
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Scurrah
are you ever going to update
2022-02-03 03:52:06
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Scurrah
please update soon
2022-01-13 12:38:43
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ro201054 KURETI VARSHIKA
loved this
2021-09-24 14:01:26
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