All Chapters of The Billionaire's Dirty Obsession: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

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21. Stop talking about wild animals

Scarlett ~“Holy fuck, Scar, you look like a mess.”Justin was in my face the moment I entered my apartment. He stood in the middle of the room, clad in scrubs with a bowl of cereal in hand.Who eats cereal at this time?It was a little past nine pm.I dragged my feet, walking around him. My entire body still buzzed from the aftershocks of my orgasm. Shame and heat thrummed in my veins. Exhaustion etched in every part of me, even my heart.It had been frantic for too long.All I wanted was a hot bath and after that, crawl under my sheets. Maybe a night's rest would drown away the memory of me begging, screaming my boss's name shamelessly, as he pounded into me.Justin followed, eyes squinting as he looked me up. “Did you — are you coming from a club?”Heat flooded my cheeks. I knew he was being polite but that hit hard.I turned, oblivious mask in place. “No, what makes you think that?”I knew it was because of the flushed cheeks, swollen lips, ruffled hair, and mascara stain under my

22. It doesn't get worse than this

The numbers on my screen glitched, flashing red before the entire system froze.My heart dropped.“Shit. Shit.” Curses rolled off my tongue as my fingers flew fast over the keyboard but my attempt only triggered a string of error messages to flood the screen.Of all days for the servers to malfunction, it had to be today. Way to go technology, pissing me off at the wrong time.I pushed back on my swivel and it rolled back. In barely two days, three of our machines had gone down. First, the coffee machine broke, then the printer, one of the office routers, and now my system. How would I get those reports done now?My door opened and Hannah's head popped in.“Debrief done.” She said and walked in fully, dropping my journal on the desk.I smiled thankfully at her like I’d been doing for the past days since she'd been debriefing with Lucien in my place.I’d kept my distance from him, avoiding any run-in. The memory of how he fucked me was still fresh in my head, annoyingly so and I wasn'

23. You know what I want

The fire in my eyes as I glared at Stephen was enough to burn through steel.“What are you implying?”He let out a sharp laugh, low and mocking, the kind that prickled beneath my skin. His eyes swept over me like he was sizing up something undeserved.“People are talking. And let’s be honest, you don’t actually expect me to believe you earned all this on your own, do you?”Rage, humiliation, and something dangerously close to disbelief tangled in my chest. I was no fool, I knew what he was hinting at. I'd just never imagined that this man would ever say such a thing about me. A fucking mistake on my part. Why had I given a man like him the benefit of the doubt?Why did I fucking believe he'd value me or the hard work I put in when he'd never once cared in four years of marriage?A fool. That's what I was.His lips curved, cruelly, satisfied he'd struck a nerve.“Was it Brantley? The old man talks about you a lot. A recommendation he calls it,” He snorted. “We all know better. Shame, y

24. Something to worry about

LUCIEN ~**********Five days.She’d avoided me for five days.And I let her think she could run. But she was in front of me now, trembling, lips parted in shock, cheeks flushed and her green eyes staring at me raw, defiant, sparks of frustration and want blazing in them.I knew my words were still ringing in her head.Not only did she understand what I meant, she wanted it too, even if she’d rather choke on her pride than admit it. Scarlett Bennett was learning the one truth she couldn’t outrun — every step she took away from me only drew her deeper into my hold.It made me want her more, not just beneath me. I wanted her to know she belonged to me. Every inch, every part of her, and that fire in her eyes that taunted me, dared me to claim her even though her mouth said something different.She cleared her throat, cutting through my thoughts and my brow arched, teasing.“What are you even doing here?” She asked and my lips curved slightly. She was steering the discussion away from th

25. Make yourself useful

Scarlett:I shouldn’t have been this turned on.It was humiliating the way my body betrayed me. Lucien had only dropped me off, grey eyes watching as I walked into the building.He did nothing else.But still…The second I shut the door behind me, my thighs pressed together, heat pooling so thick between them I could barely breathe. My pulse throbbed everywhere — neck, hands, thighs. I was trembling.It didn’t help that the sound of his voice, promising to carry me to his car, when he said he'd wanted every piece of me slithered through my thoughts and coiled around my spine pulling heat.A part of me felt he knew I’d gotten out of his car wrecked and that fueled my ache more.“Shit!” I hissed, pushing off the door.By the time I stumbled into my room, I was already ripping out of my shirt. My chest rose in sharp, uneven breaths as I tugged out of the blouse completely.My thighs clenched, but it wasn’t enough. Nothing was enough. I kept telling myself not to give in but my body wante

26. What the actual hell?

My cheeks heated, jaw tight as the tray dug against my chest.She was trying to humiliate me. It’s what she always did. I inhaled sharply, shutting my eyes for a second. This was on me. I should’ve known better than to believe she and her daughter ever saw me as family“What are you waiting for?” She asked, sweetness dripping from her voice. Guests had turned and were staring at us.My hands lifted to grip the tray, and without warning, I jerked it out of her hold, and she stumbled forward.“All that talk about family and you've got me here waitressing?” I spat, through gritted teeth. “You should’ve at least stated my job description rather than luring me over here with useless talks, Diane.”“I didn’t lure you, hunny, I just reminded you that you had obligations. Why are you even acting up? I only asked you to give a helping hand around here so everything can run smoothly,” She said, dismissively and turned to a guest beaming with smiles as they exchanged pleasantries.“Hey, serve th

27. Honeymoon for three

“Yes... Austin — harder—” Julia’s moan ripped through the air. “I’ll be in Venice during your honeymoon, baby. You can come to me anytime.”I crept closer, fumbling with my phone as I tapped record. Their grunts, the obscene wet slap of bodies grew louder, curling bile in my throat.Why the hell was I even recording this shit?The phone shook in my hand. Disgust clawed up my chest until I nearly bent over the sink to throw up. Fuck. Austin was a renowned Playboy, but Julia? With her best friend’s husband, at her wedding party?I mean, she was Stephen Kane's sister. Sneaking around and screwing in restrooms seemed to be their trademark.Like brother, like sister.A tiny part of me felt bad for Stacey.I backed away, taking small, short steps until I slipped out. My heels clicked sharply against the floor as I hurried back to the hall to take my clutch. I couldn’t stay here a minute more.I found it resting on the bar counter, and everything was intact. I dumped my phone inside and as I

28. Now... Bend

My steps were unhurried, eyes gaping around as the staff led me further into the Maison Noir building. It was a winery, yes, but every part of it dripped with wealth and restrained luxury.My heart pounded faintly against my ribs with each step I took. I felt out of place but I kept my chin up, hoping no one saw through my facade.“Scarlett.” A deep, familiar voice called out.We stopped and turned. Cassian was striding toward us, clad in a finely tailored dark suit, blond hair pulled back in a man bun. His commanding presence owned the air as he closed in.The staff bowed slightly, taking his empty glass before walking away, leaving me under Cassian’s gaze.I gave a small, polite, smile.“Nice party, Mr. Laurent.”His lips tilted, not quite a smile but not unkind either. “I was beginning to think you wouldn’t show. Thought this might not be your type of… crowd.”“No—Nothing like that. I had an engagement I had to stop by.” I said, chuckling nervously.“Then let’s make up for lost tim

29. Focus, Scarlett

I froze.For a split second, I wasn’t sure I’d heard him right.Bend?My pulse thundered in my ears, heat blooming in the back of my neck. My thoughts were already running wild when his taunting chuckle echoed in my ear.“I’m talking about the game, Scarlett.”My stomach dropped and my shoulders stiffened as a wave of embarrassment slammed into me.Right. The game.How else would I play if I didn’t bend?Scarlett Bennett, get your mind out of the fucking gutters.“I know...can you step back a little?” My voice was tiny, barely a whisper, adding to my shame.I didn’t need to turn to know that an infuriating smirk was on his lips as he stepped back. The heat from his presence barely waned. I could still feel it everywhere.Slowly, I lowered myself over the table, hands tightening on the cue, the sound of my own breath filling the silence. And then —A sharp nudge to my ankle.My eyes flew wide, a sharp gasp leaving my lips.“Feet apart,” He murmured, nudging my ankle with his shoe unti

30. Where you need to be

~ Lucien ~~**********Her breath caught, her pulse visible just beneath that soft skin, the tip of her tongue running over her lips.Heat pooled low at the sight.I hadn’t meant to push her that far but the look on her face when her mask started slipping off made me. The way her eyes found mine, her breath hitched when each time I neared, the way her dress rode up her thighs... Hell, the way she lowered herself over the table with aching precision.She could pretend all she wanted. I already knew. Her body was saying everything she wouldn’t admit to.The tension stretched between us, air thick and hot enough to burn.She took a deep breath and lifted her chin though her eyes darted everywhere else but my face. “That doesn’t have anything to do with the game, Lucien,”My lips curved. Doesn’t it?“Maybe not the game on the table,” I said, “But whichever one it is, you’re losing.”Her eyes snapped to mine. A spark of defiance. Good. I liked that she didn’t fold easily. It made the idea

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