Alle Kapitel von Billionaire's Deadly Obsession: Kapitel 1 – Kapitel 10

Nowhere to RunSameera's POVI woke up to darkness.Strange.Dad always left my bedside lamp on—he knew about my phobia.I shifted, trying to sit up, but a sharp pain tore through my back."Hmph," I whimpered, my body aching in places I didn’t even know could hurt. My head throbbed, the pounding relentless, like something was trying to break out of my skull.Then it hit me.The memories.The gunshot.The blood.Dad.A choked sob escaped my lips.No. No. No.This wasn’t real. It couldn’t be. Today was supposed to be our father-daughter dance at school. My dress, my shoes, my crown… my dad.Tears burned down my cheeks, my body shaking as reality crashed into me.I didn’t even care where I was.Didn’t care how I got here.All I knew was that my father was dead, and I was alone.Then—creak.A door opened.The only light in the room came from beyond it, a thin, eerie strip of illumination stretching across the floor.My breath hitched.Footsteps.Slow. Calculated."Are you awake, little do

The Price of SilenceSameera's POVI scrambled back as the men stepped closer, their shadows swallowing the little light in the room. My breath came in short, shaky gasps. My mind screamed at me to run, but my body wouldn’t move.One of them crouched in front of me, his dark eyes cold, calculating."You don’t speak unless spoken to," he said, his voice low, dangerous. "You don’t cry. You don’t run. You don’t fight. Understand?"I swallowed hard, my throat burning. My lips trembled, but I pressed them shut."Answer him, little doll," Rueben’s voice cut through the thick air, smooth yet terrifying. He stood at the door, watching, amused.I clenched my fists. "Where is my dad?" My voice was barely above a whisper, but I forced the words out. "Why is my mom—"A rough hand grabbed my arm, yanking me up so fast my head spun."Wrong question," the man holding me muttered.Rueben chuckled, stepping forward. He tilted his head, studying me like I was some broken toy he was deciding whether to

The Devil’s PlaygroundSameera’s POVThe walls were cold.Not the kind of cold that made you shiver, but the kind that settled into your bones, reminding you—you were not supposed to be here.I curled my knees to my chest, staring at the metal door in front of me. It had been hours. Maybe days. I wasn’t sure anymore.Somewhere in the distance, muffled voices whispered. Laughter. A girl crying.I swallowed hard.And then—a memory.Warm hands tucking my hair behind my ear. A soft voice humming a lullaby. The smell of jasmine and something sweet."Mama?" I had whispered once, sleepy and safe.Leah had smiled. Kissed my forehead. Told me she would always protect me.Liar.A lump formed in my throat.The voices outside grew louder. Footsteps approached. A lock clicked.The door creaked open.And the first thing I saw…Was a creepy smile from a very large man, his teeth sharp like a predator’s.Reuben stood behind him.That’s new.So he actually is beneath someone. I thought he owned and co

Sameera’s POV I didn’t know how long I had been unconscious, but the moment I woke up, pain shot through every part of my body. My muscles ached, my head throbbed, and even breathing felt like a task. It took me a moment to process that I wasn’t lying on the cold, hard floor like usual. Beneath me was something softer—an actual mattress. A real bed? Tears welled up in my eyes before I even opened them. Ever since I was dragged into this place, I had been forced to sleep on the ground, on rough planks, sometimes even on bare concrete. This… this was the first time I had been given something remotely humane. I clenched my fists. Why? Why now? I didn’t have time to dwell on the thought before Victor’s furious voice boomed through the room. “And you couldn’t wake her up?!” I froze. “She needed rest, Victor. The girl refuses to eat, and she’s been here for weeks. What do you expect?” My heart sank. That voice. Reuben. A disgusting wave of dread filled my stomach. I hated that

Vaughn’s POVIt was the same video the doctor had played for me earlier, but this time, it was longer—with more instructions.The screen flickered, and my mother’s tear-streaked face appeared. She looked weak, her breaths shallow, but her eyes held a fierce determination."Vaughn… my baby. If you’re watching this, it means I didn’t make it. And I’m so sorry."Listen to me carefully. You must leave. Run. Do not let your father find you. He… he is not the man you think he is. There are things you don’t know, things I didn’t want you to ever know."She coughed violently, her body shaking. A hand—probably the doctor’s—steadied her, but she pushed it away, desperate to keep going."There’s a number in this phone. Call it. His name is Victor. He will keep you safe."Victor?"I know this is hard, my love, but trust me. Your father will not stop looking for you, and if he finds you before Victor does…" she paused, her lips trembling, "you will not survive."A long silence followed. Then, with