Todos los capítulos de The Billionaire's Dirty Obsession: Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 20

~ Scarlett:****The next day at work, after some check-ins, my team and I settled in the small conference room area, reviewing preliminary drafts, old concept files, and timelines.Thankfully, I’d come in early today. Or at least earlier than the previous day. Traffic was hell but I made it right in time before Marla came to check if I was settled in well.Imagine being late to work two times in a row and it’s your new job. Yeah, not my story.“Judging from the circumstances, we have to double our pace. We’ve got a lot to do with little time on our side,” I addressed after we reviewed the last document.Hannah took over while Lindsay rushed to gather the files scattered on the table.I leaned back against the chair, temples throbbing relentlessly and my brain buzzing with a million thoughts. I was stressed out.If I didn’t produce a salvageable blueprint by the end of the month which was two weeks from now, I might as well kiss this job goodbye. I’d never doubted myself before but t

Scarlett:The perception in the room had shifted following Nicole’s words. Everyone launched into low murmurs like they agreed with her. I felt my skin prickle, like the air had thinned.Between me and Lindsay, I didn’t know who was more rattled by the biting dismissal. Lindsay looked like blood had been drained out of her face while I stood, hands slick on my tablet as I dragged air into my lungs.Be calm, Scarlett.Breathe in. Out. In.C’mon Scar, c’mon.My gaze flicked toward the head of the table. Lucien had leaned back into his chair, eyes on me like he was waiting to see what I’d do next.Carmen was right. This was a room full of wolves and right now, they were circling me, snarling for my blood — but they weren’t going to get what they wanted. This wasn’t my first time in a den of wolves. I knew how to claw my way out.Squaring my shoulders, I schooled my expression to stay calm, neutral, as my breathing finally settled.My gaze found Nicole. She watched me with a triumphant sm

Scarlett:I froze, and for a long moment I thought I’d misheard him. I hadn’t. His grey eyes, firm, filled with desire burned into my mine, leaving me breathless.My throat went dry and the inexplicable ache between my thighs made me press them together while every other part of me clawed for control.Fuck.Why would he say that to me?“You can’t say such things to me, sir. It’s inappropriate.” My voice held no conviction and I hated that he knew. I could tell from the slow curl of his lips as he watched me.“Is it?” His eyes darkened. “I remember you falling apart on my fingers once; it didn’t seem inappropriate to me.”My eyes widened, blood rushed to my neck and cheeks and heat bloomed in every part of my body. My heart thumped so hard, I feared it would jump out of my chest.“T–That was different. Now, you’re my boss.”“Tell me you don’t want your boss to fuck you over this table, right now—”“Jesus Christ, Lucien!”“There it is.” He smirked and I gasped, realizing I said his name

Scarlett:— — —Hera and I sprawled out across the living room floor, satisfied, after finishing our meal. The takeout boxes and empty wineglasses were neatly stacked on the table.“So, are you going to the party?” Hera asked as she rolled over to grab the TV remote.I’d told her about the run-in with my cousin and Julia, and knowing Hera, she had already picked out a dress for me in her head — a scandalous one, in fact, just so it could cause trouble.I threw my head back and shrugged. “I don't know. Honestly, I might not.”“No one would want to go to a botched bitch's party anyway?” She rolled her eyes. “Who even married her? Damien?”I let out a laugh.Stacey's reputation for whoring around spoke far and wide, so much so that it was comical to learn about her marriage. But she did wed a man who was as much of a whore as she was so... Austin Reeves. The bastard had hit on me once when I was still Mrs. Kane.Speaking of Austin, a thought crossed my mind, and a ghost of a smile so sin

Scarlett:“Ferraro might be hard to please, but I trust you can crack that deal.” Hannah’s words of encouragement kept ringing in my head as the neatly dressed galleria staff led me through the bright hallway. My eyes stayed focused despite the display of art hanging on the walls.The client, Ferraro Luca, was demanding and impossible to impress. Everyone knew I’d either succeed or fail spectacularly.And if that weren’t enough, Lucien was going to be present too. Merely the thought of him sent a jolt of heat through me.Since his text days ago, I hadn’t been able to look at him without my mind betraying me, imagining his mouth where it shouldn’t be and his voice dragging me to places that had nothing to do with work. And now, I was about to sit across from him talking business like it was just another Tuesday.Just perfect.“We’re here.” The staff announced when we got to a huge matte black door. My spine straightened instinctively and I tugged at the scarf over my shoulders.The doo