Lahat ng Kabanata ng My Dark Obsession: Caged Between The Billionaire's Love : Kabanata 31 - Kabanata 37

Aaron The headlines flip like a coin and my life changes with the sound of ink drying. One night they accuse me of horrors I did not commit; by morning favors bought and truths unearthed have pushed the story back into the shadows where it belongs. The machine of reputation is greasy and fast — call a quiet favor, call another, remind an editor who owes you, threaten a byline — and suddenly the world believes in my innocence again. I watch the feed, watch the crawlers change, and feel a small, savage satisfaction that I can still move the tide.It’s hollow without her.She hasn’t come back since the boardroom. She hasn’t answered my calls. The thought of Kian finding her, of that smug bastard leaning over her with his poisonous charm, sets something hot and primitive in my chest. I should be above it. I’m not.“Bring her,” I tell Wyatt when he comes in. My voice is even, but I want him to know I do not mean a request.Wyatt’s face tightens. He always hesitates at the edges of my dem

Aaron The ballroom is a sea of gold and crystal, chandeliers dripping light across velvet drapes, polished marble, and the clink of champagne glasses. I stand near the bar, my tie perfectly in place, my glass untouched, yet I feel nothing but fire crawling beneath my skin. My name pulls attention wherever I stand—Aaron King, the man everyone wants to please or fear—but tonight, none of that power means anything.Because my eyes are fixed on her.Lena.She steps into the center of the ballroom with Daren, her gown shimmering like liquid silver under the spotlights, her dark hair curled soft around her shoulders. She looks ethereal, untouchable, like she doesn’t even belong to the same world the rest of us do. And the man at her side—the man I once called brother—has his hand on her waist.My jaw locks. My grip on the glass tightens until I hear the faintest crack. He twirls her once, his mouth curling into that grin, the one that always hides venom beneath charm. I can see him leanin

Kian The room is dim, only the faint glow of the bedside lamp cutting through the darkness. Lena lies beside me, curled into herself, her breathing soft and uneven from the tears she spilled hours ago. I stayed awake the whole night, not because I couldn’t sleep, but because I didn’t want to miss a single moment of her like this—helpless, leaning on me, forgetting Aaron King even exists.I watch the way her chest rises and falls. There’s peace on her face, the kind of peace I never see when she’s with him. With Aaron she’s tense, always bracing herself for his temper, for the next storm. With me… she’s calm. It makes me want to freeze time. My world feels complete now. If I can make her trust me this deeply, then soon I’ll strip every memory of Aaron from her heart and mind.When morning comes, pale sunlight spills into the room. She’s still there, still breathing in that quiet rhythm. For once, I don’t feel restless. I could stay here forever, but I know I need to move—make this da