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Fractured Obsession
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His Wrong Wife, His Right Obsession Empty Empire
Julian's POVThe deal closed at 11:47 p.m.Forty-two million dollars. A rival's logistics network, folded neatly into mine like it was never his to begin with. Marcus set the signed documents on my desk with the quiet satisfaction of a man who understood what victory looked like.I felt nothing.I poured two fingers of scotch, stood at the floor-to-ceiling windows, and watched Seattle bleed neon into the rain-slicked streets below. My empire. My city. Every light down there belonged to me in some way — the buildings, the ports, the dirty money moving through clean hands.And the penthouse echoed.It had been doing that for weeks. This hollow, wrong kind of quiet that had nothing to do with sound and everything to do with her presence. Or her absence. I wasn't sure anymore.I heard Serena before I saw her. The deliberate and practiced click of heels. Everything she did was a performance."Still brooding?" she asked from the doorway, her voice coated in that particular brand of sw
His Wrong Wife, His Right Obsession Leaning In
Lauren's POVThe thing about comfort is that it sneaks up on you.You don't notice it happening. One day you're sleeping on someone's couch with one eye open, heart still raw and bleeding from a life you got thrown out of, and then somehow—without you ever making a conscious decision—you're sleeping through the night. You're passing the salt before he asks for it. You're laughing at something stupid on TV and not feeling guilty about it two seconds later.That's what happened with Silas and me.It wasn't dramatic. It wasn't a moment. It just… happened. Shared dinners where he cooked too much and I ate more than I'd admit. Late nights on his couch with bad coffee and worse job listings open on my laptop, him scrolling through his phone beside me like we'd been doing this for years. And slowly, I stopped bracing for the impact that never came."Another rejection?" he asked one Wednesday evening without looking up from his phone."How did you know?""You've been staring at the same li
His Wrong Wife, His Right Obsession The Stranger in My Bed
Julian’s POV I gave her one more chance.That was the only thought in my head when I crossed the bedroom and pinned her against the wall. My hands framed her face. I kissed her hard, the way I used to when she'd bite back. When her nails would find my arms and her eyes would dare me to go further. I kissed her like I was trying to resurrect something.She moaned.It was right on cue. Perfectly timed. The exact pitch a woman performs when she thinks that's what's expected of her.I pulled back.The kiss tasted like nothing. I felt nothing. The fire, the tension, I used to feel whenever I kissed my wife, was gone.I shoved away, putting distance between us, running a hand through my hair."Who the fuck are you really?"She blinked. For just a fraction of a second, something cold moved behind her eyes. Then the mask snapped back into place.She straightened her silk robe and lifted her chin. "Your wife, Julian. The one you married.""No." My voice came out low and quiet. "You're not he
His Wrong Wife, His Right Obsession New Beginnings, Old Hearts
Lauren’s POV The smell of grease and cheap perfume clung to my skin as I wiped down the last table. Fucking waitress gig. Silas had pulled strings at this mid-tier joint downtown—nothing fancy, just enough tips to keep me from starving while I figured out how the hell my life had imploded. Again.“Lauren, you good to close?” my manager, Rico, called from the back. He was a decent enough guy, didn’t ask too many questions, which was perfect for someone like me right now.“Yeah, I got it,” I shouted back, tossing the rag into the bin. My feet screamed in the cheap non-slip shoes Silas had bought me. Everything hurt. Not just my body—the kind of bone-deep tired that came from smiling at assholes who tipped like shit while my mind kept replaying Julian’s face.I stepped out into the cool Seattle night, the alley door banging shut behind me. The city lights blurred a little. I blinked hard. No crying on the sidewalk. Not tonight.Silas’s car was waiting at the curb. I slid into the pas
His Wrong Wife, His Right Obsession Fractured Obsession
Julian’s POVI cornered her the second the penthouse doors shut behind the staff.She stood in the middle of the living room with a glass of wine in her hand, dressed in a flowy dress and adorned in diamonds. But the second her eyes met mine, something cold crawled under my skin again.It was wrong.Everything about her was fucking wrong.“You’re staring,” she said lightly, slurring her words and taking a sip.I walked toward her slowly. “Tell me what happened at Melbourne.”The wine glass paused halfway to her lips. And there it was.A crack. It was tiny, but it was real.She recovered fast, though. Too fast.A soft laugh left her mouth as she set the glass down. “You got attacked by Dante’s men and lost your memory. Is there something wrong, honey?”Honey.I almost smiled.Serena used to call me an asshole, a psychopath, a control freak. Sometimes all three in the same sentence. Not honey.My jaw clenched. Every word that came out of her mouth was too clean, too rehearsed.I stopped
His Wrong Wife, His Right Obsession Cracks in the Mask
Lauren’s POV Living with Silas felt like dangerous comfort. Every day I told myself I’d find my own place soon, but the eviction notice on my old apartment and the stack of rejected job applications said otherwise. His place was quiet and cozy. It smelled like bacon and coffee most mornings.He didn’t crowd me. That was the worst part. He just existed in the space, steady as hell, cooking simple shit like eggs and rice or grilled chicken without making a big deal about it.“You don’t have to do this every night,” I said one evening, leaning against the kitchen counter while he flipped something in the pan. My feet ached from another day pounding pavement in cheap sneakers.Silas didn’t look up right away. “You need to eat. Sit.”I huffed but dropped into the chair. “Bossy asshole.”A faint smirk tugged at his mouth. “You’ve called me worse.”We ate mostly in silence, but it wasn’t awkward. His eyes would flick to me every few minutes, that quiet intensity that made my skin prickle.
His Wrong Wife, His Right Obsession The Cruise Table
CHAPTER FIFTEENLAUREN’S POVI stopped breathing.Julian stood at the entrance of Dante Rossi’s private dining room like he had walked in just to make the whole ship remember who mattered more.His eyes found mine first.And just like that, every stupid choice that had brought me here climbed up my
His Wrong Wife, His Right Obsession The Interrogation
CHAPTER ELEVENLAUREN’S POVJulian did not rush me.That was the first thing that made it worse.He just stood there for a second, looking down at me like he had all the time in the world, like he was deciding which part of me to cut open first. Then he dragged another chair across the floor and sa
His Wrong Wife, His Right Obsession An Ex From The Past
CHAPTER SIXLAUREN’S POV “Shock,” I shot back immediately. “It's called shock, Julian. Have you heard of it?”His eyes narrowed. “Shock doesn't stop basic human reflexes. You stood there like a stone.”“Maybe I'm just used to the pain of being around you,” I spat.He opened his mouth to reply, his
His Wrong Wife, His Right Obsession A Secret Message and a Goodnight Cuddle
CHAPTER SEVENTEENLAUREN’S POVBy the time Julian brought me to a lunch meeting, I already knew one thing.Being his wife was not just exhausting.It was dangerous.The building was all glass, steel, and expensive silence. Men in suits moved too carefully. Women in polished smiles watched too much.
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