All Chapters of His Filthy Obsession : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Chapter 2Elena POVI barely slept that night.Damien’s words kept echoing in my head. “You, Elena.” The image of him pointing at me right after fucking that thin model on his desk refused to leave my mind. The way my body had reacted even as my heart twisted with jealousy.I tossed and turned in my small bed. My chubby body felt heavy against the sheets. My soft belly and thick thighs stuck together. I kept replaying the moment. The way he had looked at me. The way he had chosen me.By morning, my decision was made. I was doing this for love.I walked into the office at 8am. My pencil skirt hugged my wide hips and thick thighs. My blouse stretched slightly across my full breasts. My chubby cheeks were already warm as I knocked on his door.“Come in.”Damien sat behind his desk looking unfairly perfect in a fresh black suit. He watched me close the door behind me. His eyes were intense.“I’ve thought about your offer,” I said, standing in front of his desk.He leaned back in his cha

Chapter 4Elena’s POVThe car moved through the dark streets. Damien’s hand stayed on my plush thigh, his fingers digging in possessively as he muttered, “You’re mine now.” The promise he had whispered earlier still hung heavy in the air. My body was on fire. My full breasts rose and fell quickly. Heat pooled between my legs. I was aching for him.But Damien suddenly leaned forward and spoke to the driver. “Change of plans. Take us to Oakwood Cottage. Elena’s parents’ house.”I turned to him, surprised. “Tonight?”He nodded, his hand still gripping my thigh. “Yes. Tonight. No more delays. We tell them the news. We make this real. One night. One family.”The driver turned the car smoothly toward my old neighborhood. I felt a fresh wave of guilt wash over me. My parents had no idea what was really happening. They thought this was a genuine, sudden love story. I hated lying to them.Damien’s POVElena looked tense beside me. Her curvy body was warm under my hand. I could feel her soft th

Chapter 6Elena’s POVDamien’s hands explored my body with growing hunger. His fingers squeezed my soft belly, gripped my thick thighs, and cupped my full breasts through the delicate fabric of my wedding dress. I moaned softly into his mouth. I was lost in the heat of his possessive kiss. For one beautiful moment, everything felt real. The holy vows we had spoken in the garden, the sacred ceremony under the flowers, and the way he had looked at me with such intensity at the altar all blended into something warm and hopeful.Then his phone vibrated sharply on the nightstand.A message flashed across the screen before he could silence it. I caught the words clearly. “Miss you tonight, baby.” It was from one of his whore. The intimate tone hit me like cold water rushing over my skin.My body tensed immediately. Damien pulled back slightly. His eyes were still dark with desire. But the magic of the moment shattered completely. The cold reality of our contract marriage rushed back in a

Chapter 8Elena’s POVThe family dinner Victor had demanded arrived that evening. I stood in front of the mirror in my guest suite, adjusting a simple but elegant dark dress. My hands trembled slightly as I smoothed the fabric. The diamond ring on my finger caught the light. It still felt heavy after the holy vows we had spoken only days ago.Damien waited for me near the front door of the penthouse. He was already dressed in a sharp black suit. His expression was unreadable as usual. We walked down to the private garage without speaking and got into his car. The drive to his parents’ house would take nearly forty minutes. The silence between us felt heavy from the start.After a few minutes on the road, I could not stay quiet any longer.“Your father sounded serious on the phone this morning,” I said carefully. “Does he always call and demand dinners like this?”Damien kept his eyes on the road. “Victor does what he wants. He controls the board. He controls the family. If he wants

Chapter 10Damien’s POVI pushed the woman against the wall the moment the bedroom door closed behind us. Her perfume was strong. Her body was willing. She laughed as I kissed her hard, the sound sharp and empty. This was what I needed. No soft looks. No quiet pain in someone else’s eyes. No reminders of holy vows or separate suites.I pulled her dress down and took what she offered without hesitation. She moaned loudly when I entered her. The bed creaked under us as I moved with hard, deliberate strokes. I focused only on the physical. On the heat. On the control. Every sound she made filled the room. I did not hold back. I wanted the noise. I wanted the reminder that this arrangement with Elena remained exactly what it was meant to be business.Her nails dug into my shoulders. She called my name. I answered with deeper thrusts, keeping the rhythm rough and relentless. The city lights glowed beyond the windows, but I paid them no attention. In this moment there was only the body ben