The Billionaire's Obsession (ENGLISH) のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

Amara couldn’t stay still. She had been pacing around Xavier’s office for a while now, clutching a broom instead of actually using it. Meanwhile, her boss was busy working on something at his desk, barely acknowledging her presence.She had walked past him so many times she’d lost count, zoning out completely. She didn’t even notice the way Xavier’s brow had been furrowed as he watched her the whole time.“Hey.”His sharp voice snapped her out of her daze. She turned to him quickly, grimacing when she saw his usual scowl.In the few days she’d worked for him, she should’ve been used to that face—like someone just asked him for a loan or told him it was Good Friday every day.“You’re not going to get any cleaning done if you keep pacing around holding that broom like it’s your teddy bear.”He sounded annoyed. Amara wanted to roll her eyes at him, but her mind was too clouded. Instead, she just sighed heavily, forced herself to move, and finally began sweeping.Barely five minutes had p

Amara had been smiling like a fool for quite a while now, and it only got worse as tears kept streaming down her face while she sliced a mountain of red and green chili peppers.She was being extra careful holding the knife, her eyes locked on the peppers which were barely an inch away from her face. Her focus was so intense on what she was cutting that she didn't even notice the other helpers watching her in the kitchen."Amara, are you okay, dear?"Nanay Unday asked with a concerned tone. Amara didn't even bother to look up, she just gave a slight nod, keeping her eyes fixed on the task at hand.She didn’t want to mess up something as simple as chopping onions. She had told the cheeky Xavier earlier that she wouldn’t take her work seriously, but that wasn’t her plan at all.Amara couldn’t deny that she liked him kissing her, but not enough to purposely slack off at work.‘Grumpy Xavier and his stupid games… now I think I’m head over heels,’ she muttered to herself, a smile creeping

Amara grimaced the moment the silence between them broke—only for Xavier to suddenly drop her to the ground without a word.“I thought we were going to shower?”Amara asked, blinking in confusion as she straightened herself up.“You’re a virgin?”Xavier’s voice was firm, almost accusing.She nodded quickly, a puzzled expression on her face. Her confusion only deepened when he abruptly turned away, walking across the room to gather the clothes she had removed earlier.“W-what’s wrong with that? Is it… bad that I’m still a virgin?”Her voice was soft, almost childlike, innocence laced in every word. She looked at him, baffled, as he shot her a sharp glare and started walking back toward her, her clothes in hand.“Damn it, Amara. How can you act all bold and flirtatious with me when you’re a fucking virgin?”His voice was intense, frustrated. Amara bit her bottom lip, unable to answer—because truthfully, she didn’t know either.Why, Amara? How could you be this stupid?She asked herself

“Y-You wanted to see me?”Amara asked nervously, biting her lip as she stepped into Xavier’s office.If it weren’t for the deep furrow in her boss’s brow, she might’ve assumed he missed her already—especially after what had just happened between them in his bedroom earlier.And honestly, knowing herself, that’s exactly the kind of assumption she’d make. She wasn’t even ashamed of it.But judging by the way his brows were practically touching and his lips were pressed into a hard line, Amara figured she better behave—at least for now.She frowned slightly when he didn’t say anything right away. His eyes were still narrowed at her, and the silence was starting to feel heavy. So, she quickly shut the door behind her and walked—okay, half-jogged—toward the grumpy man. The last thing she wanted was to push his buttons more.“So... why did you call me here? Do we need to talk about something?”“You seriously don’t know, or are you just pretending to be clueless?”Xavier’s tone was sharp, hi

Amara sat quietly in the backseat of the car like some clueless idiot, next to her ever-expressionless boss. Xavier hadn’t said a single word since they got in. He was so silent, it was starting to affect her too. If this road trip lasted five more minutes, she swore she’d shrivel up from the awkwardness. She had no idea where they were even going. After she got dressed, Xavier told her to pack her things. Like the dutiful little maid she supposedly was, she followed without question. Okay, dutiful might be debatable—but still, she did what she was told. Amara let out a deep sigh and subtly glanced at the man beside her. He was staring straight out the window, eyes fixed as if watching every street, every person they passed. Like he was monitoring the entire damn route. “Quit staring at me, Amara.” She blinked when he suddenly spoke. Her brows furrowed in surprise, about to ask something, but he beat her to it. “I can feel your eyes on me. I don’t even need to look to kno