All Chapters of The Billionaire's Obsession: The Innocent Maid of the Forbidden Club: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

(POV: ALEXANDER THORNE)Brianna raised her face abruptly, her green eyes widening in shock as her expression lost all neutrality."Are we leaving, sir?" she asked, taking an involuntary half-step back, keeping her voice under control but visibly surprised. "Do you mean... that I am going with you?""Exactly," I declared coldly, crossing my arms over my robust chest to maintain the distance. "I have decided that you will accompany me on this trip as my private housekeeper. The beach mansion is immense, isolated, and I require my quarters and my dietary routine to be managed by someone who already knows my daily requirements. You

(POV: ALEXANDER THORNE)The steady, muffled hum of the engines on the Thorne Tech executive jet was the only sound filling the isolation of the main cabin. Outside the small, oval windows, the dark vastness of the Atlantic Ocean stretched for thousands of miles below us, swallowed by the late hours of the night advancing on the navigation map. I glanced at the gold watch on my wrist and then shifted my gaze across the aisle of the aircraft.Hayes was curled up in the wide cream leather armchair. The physical exhaustion of the previous night and the stress of our conversation in the office had taken their toll, causing her to crash into a deep, clumsy sleep. Her head was tilted slightly to the side, resting against the edge of the upholstery at an uncomfortable angle that left her pale neck completely exposed. The dark cotton uniform was pulled taut by the curves of her body, showcasing her wide hips, rounded belly, and the heavy fullness of her breasts, which rose and fell in a slow,

(POV: ALEXANDER THORNE)The heat of the early afternoon weighed heavily over the coast of Santa Catarina, turning the air inside the beach mansion into a dense, stifling atmosphere despite the cooling system running through the ceiling vents. From the immense living room window, I watched the horizon line where the blue of the ocean blended into the harsh reflection of the sun on the sand. Three security guards from my private team patrolled the perimeter of the private beach, moving slowly with communication earpieces and dark tactical uniforms. I needed an excuse to pull Hayes away from the safety of the service quarters. The image of her body glued by the wind upon our arrival kept replaying in my mind, causing a constant burn below my abdomen that prevented me from focusing on Thorne Tech's merger reports.I walked to the access hallway and used the internal radio to issue a direct command. I required her to accompany me to the water's edge under the administrative pretext of insp

  (POV: ALEXANDER THORNE) The VIP lounge of the Palace Hotel restaurant was illuminated by soft, yellowish lights that cast long shadows across the imperial marble columns. The environment smelled of expensive cigars, grilled lobster, and the heavy perfume of high-society jewelry occupying the neighboring tables. Through the immense glass walls, the dark beach of Santa Catarina stretched under the moonlight, with the muffled sound of the surf crashing against the luxury hotel's coast. I sat at the central table of the reserved wing, the sleeves of my black dress shirt rolled up to my robust fore

POV/ BRIANNA I noticed I was limping, but I continued trying to walk so as not to slow him down. Alexander stopped abruptly in front of me, blocking the path. He looked down at my feet and, without saying a single word, lowered his immense six-foot-five frame, took off his own leather slides, and placed them before my bare toes."Use mine. They are large, but they won't cut your skin," he ordered with that usual authoritative calm.I swallowed hard and slid my feet into his footwear, feeling the heat that had remained in the material. We walked a little further until we found a dry tree trunk, fallen on the sand near the surf. We sat side by side. Alexander pulled a bottle of water from the side of his pocket and extended it to me.