All Chapters of Vows Of Obsession: The Billionaire Bride : Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

Paris had a way of doing that, pulling at the heart, whispering promises of love and longing beneath its glittering lights. It wanted you to fall in love. To be loved. And for Benita McCracken, Paris would become the place where she did both, with the most unexpected man. Benita had wanted to stay back. She had insisted on it, actually. The company had just secured a project worth fifty billion dollars, and walking away now felt reckless. She wanted to oversee everything, ensure the foundation was solid before anyone celebrated. But her father hadn’t listened. He had summoned her to his office that morning, his voice warm with pride even before she stepped inside. “Benny, you made this possible…again,” he said, smiling as he rose from his chair. The pride on his face was unmistakable. “Dad, we made it possible,” Benita replied. “McCracken Industrials wouldn’t have won without your contribution as the owner.” “Take the credit, child,” he said, pulling her into a firm, fatherly h

The kiss sent shock after shock through her entire being. She almost buckled but he grabbed her by the waist, holding her closer.The kiss was hot, urgent, as though he needed her lips to breathe, to survive. The pressure of his mouth against hers stole the air from her lungs. She whimpered softly, fingers curling into his shirt as she pulled him closer. He responded instantly, as if that small gesture was all the permission he needed.When he finally pulled back, he looked at her with eyes darkened by desire, desire she believe she had caused.“My hotel is very close to here,” he said.All she could do was nod.He hailed a cab, and when she tried to protest, he gave her a crooked smile. “Are you sure you can make it to the car? Because I can’t.”Her cheeks burned as she realized exactly what he meant. Her legs were still shaking from the kiss. He opened the door for her, then slid in beside her.“La Bourdonnais, please,” he told the driver.She smiled to herself. The same hotel she w

Three months had passed, yet Benita’s father had not shown a single sign of recovery. He remained alive only because machines willed it so—tubes, monitors, artificial breaths. A man suspended between worlds.The company was no better.Benita had tried everything, meetings, negotiations, silent deals, anything to keep McCracken Industrials afloat before it completely plummeted. She worked day and night to ensure the media stayed blind to the situation. One leak, on social media, and the stocks would crash beyond repair.She had even reached out to Blackwell Holdings.Surely, if Damien could be brought into an understanding, it could stabilize things. But every attempt failed. No calls returned. No responses. Maybe he hadn’t come back from Paris.Paris.She paused while fastening her earrings, a small smile touching her lips despite everything. She had left without a goodbye, without explanations but the memory of that night had carried her through dark days. Damien had been a good love