Semua Bab The Billionaire's Obsession (ENGLISH) : Bab 21 - Bab 30

As soon as they stepped inside the luxurious beachfront hotel, a group of men immediately approached them.They were all wearing suits, just like Xavier. If it weren’t for the ocean view and the high-end setting, you’d think they had walked into a business summit. And judging by the loud laughs and rough jokes being thrown around, if not for their clearly expensive taste, Xavier could've mistaken them for a bunch of street boys reuniting with their long-lost buddy.Amara smiled to herself at the thought.By the way they lit up when they saw Mark Xavier Peralta, it was obvious—these men were his friends.“Well, would you look at that? You do have friends after all, sir,” Amara teased, voice laced with mockery.Xavier shot her a glare and pulled her sharply closer by the arm, making her wince.“Don’t start with me now, Amara. Of course, I have friends. What—did you think I completely isolated myself just because I run a multi-billion-dollar company?”His tone was dark, his fingers diggi

Amara held back her tears, doing her best to avoid Xavier’s scathing glare.Along with it came the silent question—What the hell is going on with you?A question he didn’t even need to say out loud.Because Amara already knew the answer. It was written all over his face.Mark Xavier Peralta was punishing her.But… for what, exactly?Okay, she gets it—he was mad. And probably because of what she pulled earlier.He had asked her not to reveal she was his maid, for reasons she still didn’t understand. But in her mind, pretending to be someone she wasn’t would’ve been even harder.Sure, she knew he had every right to be pissed.But humiliating her in front of his friends—scratch that, his business partners—felt like too much.Go ahead, Amara, justify your stupidity. I’m sure he had valid reasons for keeping your job status a secret, right?She muttered sarcastically to herself.Fine. Maybe he did have his reasons. And fine, maybe asking her not to call him “sir” was his way of implying s

Here’s the translation with a more Westernized tone:It was almost four in the afternoon when Amara decided to head back. If her palms and the soles of her feet hadn’t been sore yet, she would’ve kept walking back and forth along the shore and the sea.Amara pouted as her stomach grumbled. She was hungry...She just let the hunger pass, hoping it would eventually go away on its own. She had exhausted herself swimming, hoping it would distract her from thinking about food, but it only seemed to make things worse.“Hmm, you and your empty pockets, Amara...”She mumbled to herself like a crazy person, then plopped down on the sand.She scowled for a moment when she heard the noise from the group that was still there, eating.Her hunger hit her harder when she spotted a massive cake sitting ‘peacefully’ in the center of the picnic mat.How long had it been since she had a nice, delicious slice of cake?She couldn’t remember anymore.She quickly turned her gaze away when her eyes met one o

Xavier gritted his teeth as he watched Amara run toward the rented house. He briefly considered whether he should follow her or just let her go. He knew what Amara had said to him was true—they had crossed the line in their relationship, from just boss and employee to something more. And damn it, for some reason, he just couldn’t stop himself.What is it about you, Amara? Why am I like this?He clenched his jaw and muttered to himself, then looked back at the path Amara had taken. He couldn’t see her anymore; she was probably near the house by now, or maybe she had already arrived. He tightly clenched his fist and glared at the noisy group of people celebrating by the shore.He idly wondered how Amara had become part of them. He knew she didn’t know any of those people—they were all strangers to his maid. He was certain of that. Yet, she had the audacity to dance with them almost half-naked…A pissed voice inside his head taunted him.Xavier’s expression darkened as he remembered what

Amara was unsure whether to resist Xavier's kiss or succumb to the heat it ignited throughout her system. But moments later, as his kisses deepened, she felt her remaining sanity vanish.She gasped as his warm hand roamed her body. He wrapped an arm around her waist, gently lifting her from the bed while his other hand cupped her breasts."Xavier, I-I—I don't think this is right…" Amara mumbled between kisses."I know this isn't right. Do you want me to stop?" Xavier panted.Breathless, Amara paused, then, as if thirsty, met his lips again."Do you want me to stop?" he asked softly, staring intently at her.Amara gulped and unconsciously shook her head."Tell me, Amara… tell me the words I want to hear…" Xavier demanded."N-No, I don't want you to stop…" she gasped.That was all Xavier needed. He kissed her again, deeper, more passionate, and more demanding than before. Amara felt her body burn like fire in the darkness. She wanted him so intensely that she hated herself for it. She