Semua Bab The Billionaire's Obsession (ENGLISH) : Bab 61 - Bab 70

Amara felt like she was drowning the moment Xavier’s kiss, which started off light and gentle, gradually deepened.A soft moan escaped her lips as his hands traced from her neck down to her back, every small touch sending shivers down her spine.“I kissed you first, didn’t I? Shouldn’t I be the one to touch you first, Xavier?” Amara whispered breathlessly between their kisses. She meant every word, but it only made him laugh softly.“Why? You wanna do what I do, Amara? Think you can handle what I do?” His voice was low, almost teasing, causing her to smile before shaking her head quickly.“No, I’m not saying I can... I know you’re the expert in all this, and I’m the clueless one. Honestly, I don’t even know where to start or what to touch first. But that doesn’t mean I can’t learn... Don’t you agree, SIR?”She spoke seriously, locking eyes with him under his intense gaze.“You wanna learn how to do romance?” he asked, surprised.Then his hand slid from her neck down to the swell of he

Amara couldn't stop a soft gasp as Xavier unexpectedly lifted her and gently placed her on the soft bed.“Remove your panties and bra now, Amara. Leave your shirt on,” he commanded, his voice dangerous as he stared intently at her. Amara swallowed, meeting his gaze.His intense stare made her throat dry, a wave of heat washing over her chest.“Do it now, baby…”He repeated after a moment, his husky voice sending shivers down to her clitoris. His gaze was so intense that Amara felt compelled to obey.Moments later, she found herself unconsciously removing her bra, carefully avoiding taking off her shirt as instructed.“That’s right, Amara…”He whispered, his serious gaze fixed on her like a predator studying its prey. Despite her growing discomfort, Amara met his intense stare. After removing her bra, she unhesitatingly took off her pants. However, when she realized she only had her underwear left, she hesitated. She bit her lip, avoiding Xavier's gaze, which seemed to burn even ho

Amara woke up to something heavy wrapped tightly around her waist. Still half-asleep, she moved carefully, trying to lift herself slightly from what she assumed was a pillow—only to realize it was definitely not one.She bit her lower lip hard, suppressing the giddy smile tugging at her lips as her gaze landed on the sleeping face of her boss. Mark Xavier Peralta. The youngest billionaire in the city. And here he was—fast asleep next to her. He looked exhausted, just like she felt.Her hand went to her chest, heart thundering wildly. God, who was she kidding? This wasn’t sudden. She knew exactly why her heart was racing.She was in bed with her boss.Calm down, heart… if you don’t quiet down, he might hear you and wake up…Amara let out a shaky breath, grinning to herself like a fool. Her eyes roamed back to Xavier’s sleeping face. She tried to look away, to give him some privacy—but she couldn’t. She was completely mesmerized.Her gaze wandered across his furrowed brows, those thick

“I’ve already been damaged enough just by choosing to be with you, Amara…”Damaged enough.Hah. So it was all my fault, huh?Amara couldn’t even count how many times she’d replayed those words in her head—Xavier’s final sentence before he walked out without another word, leaving her all alone."Wait for my driver. He’ll come pick you up."She let out a sharp breath, Xavier’s parting instruction echoing bitterly in her mind.“Well, of course I’ll wait. It’s not like I even know where I am. And besides, I don’t even have a damn cent on me to take the bus back home.”She spoke out loud, her voice tinged with sarcasm as she hugged her knees to her chest and stared out at the sea.She had no idea how long she’d been sitting on the beach. Long enough for the sun to set and darkness to fall—and still, she was there. Alone.“This is pathetic, little heart… Back then, I never even knew what it felt like to be broke. The smallest bill in my wallet was always a hundred. Now, I don’t even have fi

Amara curled up on the lone bamboo sofa, trying to act composed for no real reason—she just couldn’t bring herself to speak, no matter how many questions the police fired at her.She managed to whisper simple answers—“I don’t know,” “no,” and “yes”—but she knew those weren’t enough to help anyone.Amara knew she needed to explain how everything started. She forced herself to sit up straighter and faced one of the officers Xavier had been talking to.“I—I was out by the beach… I was alone, so I had a few shots of tequila. I went outside to get some air, clear my head… But when I came back, it was loud inside, people were laughing—I thought my friends had returned, but… the people inside were different. I didn’t know them. I couldn’t run back out, and they started harassing me… They ruined my clothes, they touched me—I couldn’t do anything because they held my arm…”Her voice broke and she couldn’t continue; tears streamed down her face again.Damn, these tears won’t stop…Annoyed at he