All Chapters of BURN ME, ORION : The Billionaire's Reclaimed Obsession: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Anya’s POVI picked up my fork and took a cautious bite. The honey melted on my tongue, sweet and rich, and the bacon was perfectly crisp. I had barely tasted food like this in days. The simple act of eating, under his watchful gaze, felt both comforting and tense. I chewed slowly, trying not to make any sudden movements. Every so often, I caught his eyes on me, observing, quiet, unblinking.The dining room was calm, almost peaceful, except for the faint sounds of silverware and the quiet hum of the morning. I ate more, letting the warmth of the food settle in my stomach. The pancakes were sweet but not overpowering, the fruit fresh and tart, and I couldn’t help but savor each bite. Orion didn’t speak, but his presence filled the room, a heavy weight of attention that made me hyper-aware of every move I made.Once I finished, I pushed the plate away politely and dabbed my mouth with the napkin. He gave a subtle nod, acknowledging me without a word, and returned to his own breakfast. I

Anya’s POVI jumped, a wave of panic running through me. It was Orion. “Have you picked up my clothes?” His voice was calm, but I could sense the edge beneath it, the kind that made me obey instantly.“Yes, sir,” I replied quickly, my voice trembling. “I’ve delivered them to your house and… I’m about to leave now.”“Good,” he said, flat and cold. That was all. No further questions, no probing, no acknowledgment of what I’d just done, or that I’d even been in his room.I quickly stepped back from the bedside table, my heart still pounding in my chest. With the suits neatly in place, I hurried down the stairs and out of the mansion, my legs moving almost faster than I could control. My body felt on fire with adrenaline, a mixture of fear, guilt, and shame. I couldn’t let him know I had touched that paper. I couldn’t risk it. It seemed important.I walked out and got into the car, trying to breathe normally. My hands were shaking again, and I wiped my palms on my skirt before starting th

Anya’s POVFor a breath, maybe two, I was close enough to hear his heartbeat, to smell that familiar cologne — dark, expensive, the one that used to drive me crazy back when he was still Chase… back when I still loved him without knowing it would destroy me.The shock ran through me like electricity. My skin tingled under his fingers, stupid and alive in a way I didn’t want. I lifted my head slowly, too slowly, and our eyes met. His gaze was intense, unreadable, like he was fighting something inside himself too. Neither of us spoke. The world seemed too loud — cars honking, people talking — yet too quiet at the same time.It hurt — how natural this felt. How familiar.Then he let go.Just like that. No word. No emotion. He stepped back, face calm again like the moment meant nothing at all. He walked into the restaurant first, passing me without even glancing back. My arm felt cold where his touch had been, like warmth had been ripped away too quickly.I stood there for a few seconds,

Anya’s POVThe boutique smelled like new clothes and strong perfume, the kind that clings to your nose. I walked quickly between the racks, my hands brushing over different fabrics while my heart beat a little too fast. I kept thinking about Orion waiting in the car. I didn’t want him sitting there for too long. I didn’t want to look like I was taking advantage of his kindness.He had really surprised me when he handed me his card.Just like that.So calm, so casual.But to me, it meant… I don’t even know what. No one had ever done something like that for me.I finally found a simple dress—soft material, not too fancy, the kind of thing that made me feel comfortable. I held it up against myself for a second, just to imagine how it would look. Then I went straight to the counter and paid for it. My hands shook a bit when I placed the card down, scared I might smudge it or drop it or do something embarrassing.After that, I hurried to the changing room. The light inside was bright and u

Anya’s POVThe next morning crept in quietly, the kind of morning where everything felt a little heavier than it should. My kitchen was still dim, the curtains barely letting in any sunlight. I moved around slowly, like my body was awake but my mind was still somewhere else.I switched on the kettle and grabbed my phone to distract myself. Maybe scrolling would help my thoughts calm down. Maybe it would help me forget the image of Orion wincing when the hot coffee hit his back.But the moment my news app loaded, I almost dropped the phone.Phillipe La Ron Arrested for Multiple ChargesMy eyes stretched wide. I leaned closer, reading every line like I needed proof it was real.Several counts of sexual assault.Bribery.Money laundering.Embezzlement.Threatening witnesses.What shocked me the most was how fast everything had come out. Almost overnight. Like every buried secret had been dug up and thrown into the streets.My breath caught in my throat.There was no way this happened on