Semua Bab The Billionaire's Obsession (ENGLISH) : Bab 31 - Bab 40

It had been nearly thirty minutes since Xavier walked out the door.And there she was—still frozen in the exact same position he’d left her in, staring blankly at nothing, trying to process everything that had just happened.Her fingers brushed against her lips, almost involuntarily.She could still feel the lingering warmth of his kiss.Oh my God... what the hell just happened?The question whispered through her mind like a fever dream. A slow grin curved on her lips, and like someone possessed, she flopped back down onto the giant bed, rolling around like a lovesick idiot.If I were alone in this rented house, I’d be screaming into a pillow by now.Wait—did we almost have sex? With Xavier? My actual boss?!The thought was both thrilling and terrifying all at once.She threw the covers over her head and groaned.Sure, she’d been ready to surrender her virginity—she wasn’t a kid. She was twenty-two. Okay, maybe still young, but plenty of teenagers were already getting laid.So what if

“Xavier?”Amara blinked her eyes open, the name slipping from her lips the moment she saw her boss standing in front of her.She really shouldn’t be surprised—after all, she had fallen asleep in his room.Where else would he be if not here?“I–I’m sorry for sleeping in your bed…” she mumbled, embarrassed as she pushed herself up to sit.Her head throbbed from the beer she had downed on an empty stomach, but she ignored it.Her stomach was still aching.She glanced around, her gaze landing on a small wall clock. Her brows furrowed.It was barely past one in the afternoon—she’d only been asleep for about an hour.No wonder she still felt dizzy.“T-the meeting… is it over?” she asked when Xavier didn’t speak, just stood there silently, staring at her.“Yes.”His answer was curt, and Amara nodded awkwardly.“D-did you get the deal?” she asked again.“Yes.”Amara frowned. That clipped tone again. He was back to being cold and unreadable.What happened to the guy who almost—Shut up, Amara…

“What is it now? Can’t you just walk on your own and stop pestering me?”Amara snapped, clearly annoyed as Josh kept bugging her.For the past few minutes, he’d been insisting on carrying her stuff, saying he’d take it for her. But no matter how many times he pushed, she refused just as stubbornly.She didn’t want to be labeled dramatic or whiny again by this irritating man. That was the last thing she needed.So instead, she chose to deal with it—even though every step made her stomach feel worse.“I can’t just let you walk while carrying all that. You don’t look okay,”Josh said again, concern lacing his tone.Amara rolled her eyes.“I’m fine. I can handle it,” she snapped.“Well, that’s what you say, but you look pale. Are you sure you’re alright? Does something hurt?”She didn’t respond. She couldn’t even deny it—truth be told, she’d been feeling awful for a while now. She was overwhelmed with fatigue, her stomach pain had only gotten worse, and even her head was starting to throb

Amara could practically hear her heart pounding against her chest—so loud, it felt like any second now, it might burst right through her rib cage.Her anxiety was so intense it felt like it had climbed up her throat and lodged there, cutting off her breath. And when her cheek accidentally brushed against Xavier’s firm chest, she could hear the soft, steady rhythm of his heart—so calm, so unaffected.Wait a second... Why did it feel like she was the only one freaking out? Why was she the only one holding her breath, practically trembling, while Xavier—the infuriating devil—looked cool and completely unbothered?“Uh… W-why are you carrying me, sir? I can walk just fine,” she mumbled, avoiding his gaze.“I know you can,” he replied flatly. “I just want to carry you. Is that a problem?”Amara bit her lip and shook her head. “It’s not that… I just find it strange, that’s all.”He gave her a sharp look. “Psshh. Which part of ‘don’t say a word’ did you not understand, Amara?”She snorted. “I

It was already dark by the time Amara and the others finished preparing dinner. Since she didn’t really know what else to do, she kept herself busy fanning the fire of the makeshift stove made of three stones. She had no idea how they even managed to bring a small pot and a couple of disposable utensils, but the others had already set up the bonfire, which now served as their main source of light aside from the portable lamps brought by her boss’s friends.Amara sat on a log close to the group as they bustled about, preparing to eat. Xavier was still nowhere to be seen, which only made her worry more.He must really be mad at me…And all because she’d called him gay.Amara let out a loud sigh and shifted her position. Still not comfortable, she leaned back against a fallen tree trunk. She closed her eyes, trying to relax, mentally rehearsing how she could bring herself to apologize to Xavier again—though the first time she tried, he had shut her down cold.“Hey, Amara. Come eat while