All Chapters of THE RUTHLESS BILLIONAIRE BOSS'S OBSESSION WITH MY CURVES: Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

ALEXANDRA'S POVThe icy Chicago wind whipped down the street, pushing freezing rain straight into my face. I hugged the pink bakery box tightly against my chest, using my oversized wool coat to shield the two-tier vanilla buttercream cake from the heavy downpour. In my other hand, I gripped a massive bouquet of two dozen red roses. The sharp thorns pressed uncomfortably against my freezing fingers through the wet paper wrapping, but I ignored the dull pain. Today was my second anniversary with David, and I wanted everything to be absolutely perfect for him.I shifted my weight from one foot to the other as I waited for the crosswalk light to change. My leather boots squished loudly, completely soaked through with freezing puddle water. I had practically begged my manager at Volkov Industries to let me leave my data analytics internship at eight o'clock tonight instead of my usual late shift. It cost me a stern lecture about corporate dedication, but I honestly did not care. I just w

MAXIMILIAN’S POVI sat in the dark leather booth located in the far corner of my hotel lounge. I held a heavy crystal glass filled with expensive amber scotch in my right hand. The square ice cubes clinked softly against the thick glass sides as I took a slow, methodical drink. The strong alcohol burned slightly on its way down my throat, but it did very little to ease my physical exhaustion. I had spent the entire twelve-hour workday sitting in the executive boardroom of Volkov Industries. I spent my morning arguing aggressively with my board of directors about our quarterly profit margins, and I spent my afternoon finalizing a massive corporate acquisition. The constant demands of running a billion-dollar financial empire always left me feeling drained, irritated, and completely devoid of patience. I wanted nothing more than to finish my alcoholic drink, ride the private elevator up to my secure penthouse suite, and sleep for the next eight uninterrupted hours.The heavy wooden do

ALEXANDRA’S POVI held the heavy golden key tightly in my right hand and walked away from the dark leather booth and headed directly toward the private elevator located at the back of the hotel lounge. The thick, dry fabric of Maximilian's expensive suit jacket rested heavily on my shoulders. The high-quality material completely blocked the freezing air of the lounge from reaching my wet skin. I inhaled deeply, breathing in the strong scent of cedar wood and expensive cologne that lingered on the dark fabric. The masculine smell made me feel incredibly safe after surviving such a traumatic and humiliating evening.I reached the elevator and pushed the call button with my index finger. The metal doors opened immediately. I stepped inside the carpeted box and inserted the golden key into the secure slot located above the floor buttons. The elevator instantly began moving upward toward the top floor. I leaned my wet head against the mirrored wall and closed my eyes. I felt completel