Billionaire's Obsession Novels & Stories

I feel like this is something that Kaiden even can do by himself, I don't know why he is hiring me to do his baby job for him. I was finally inside the mansion with a lot of billionaires, both old and young, giving hypocritical smiles and glances at each other. I know how they do it, all these stinking rich people will come together as though they love and have each other's best interest at heart, when all of these is just for business transactions and making deal. Billionaires are more hypocritical than I thought. I hate being around them, because that means smiling whenever they want me to smile. I hate taking orders from them.

“You sound like an old woman. Come on, Clara. We’ll just go for a bit—one drink, one dance. You might even find inspiration for your interview tomorrow.” I gave her a side-eye. “Inspiration? At a nightclub?” She grinned. “Inspiration or a rich man—same difference.” I couldn’t help laughing. “You’re ridiculous.” “I’m serious!” she said, pointing at me with her makeup brush. “This is New York—the city of miracles, money, and mistakes. You never know who you’ll meet.” “I already know who I’ll meet,” I said. “My future boss. Elias Thorne—billionaire CEO, known playboy, and rumor has it he fired his assistant because she brought him coffee that was ‘too sweet.’”

"Keep using my power to crush them. Because every time you do, it reminds me that I finally found someone worth burning the world for. I looked at our reflection in the glass the billionaire and the heiress, surrounded by the ruins of a corporate empire and the riches of a king. I wasn't just a guest in his life anymore. I was the architect of his obsession.

She couldn’t deny his capability as a businessman. She had seen his strategies. He had built multiple multimillion-dollar companies, and even without his father’s influence, he dominated Wall Street like a king lounging on his throne. So what made someone like him step into a bet like this? “Obsession?” she asked, tilting her head slightly as she studied him. “I’m not like your other little whores who throw themselves at you, right? So this is just another thrill for you. Conquer the unconquerable?” she continued.

The man who now sits at the top of a billion-dollar company no longer has time to play pretend tea parties with me. And the worst part? He looked completely unfazed by the fact that he had just caught me half-naked, reading smut. He leaned against the nightstand, staring right at me with his white button-down shirt rolled up at the sleeves and that expensive wristwatch, which I had sworn I would steal. His dark eyes swept over me once, lingering just long enough to make heat crawl up my neck, before flicking down to the fallen book. “I see you have got an interesting taste in literature,” he smirked.

Combined with your history of obsessive behavior, they paint quite the disturbing picture. Sophia, darling, you'll want to pay special attention to the financial forensics. Did you know Derek's "successful development company" is actually hemorrhaging money? That his only major investor pulled out last month? Fascinating how he suddenly became so interested in reconnecting with the wife of a billionaire, don't you think?

"True dynasties require dedicated foundation work." The London rain continued its gentle percussion as Nathan proceeded to demonstrate exactly why he was considered Europe's most dangerously seductive billionaire. Each caress, each heated glance, each moment of perfect understanding between us reinforced the precious truth of our connection – that we had found something transcendent in each other's arms.

The clear water touching her hand against the large glass in front of her reflected Valerie's poor face. To be honest, even though she had a model mother who always gave her money, Valerie never used it to get rich or buy all the things she never had. "Isn't all this too much? But why am I even afraid to meet the billionaire who is my boss? Is it just my hunch that there is an ulterior motive?" Valerie was talking to herself. This was something that continued to haunt Valerie and even carried over into her sleep.

"You must come now because your father is in debt with the VJ Group Company." "VJ Group?" It was the first time Scarlett had heard of this; who did her father owes money to? And how shocked Scarlett was when she saw her father's signature and three-fingerprint. Scarlett began to observe the file properly and find out the truth. Is it real or fake? But unfortunately, Scarlett's eyesight is genuine. "Okay. I want to meet the person concerned," Scarlett said. The men immediately took her, and Scarlett was shocked to see she was taken into a grand house.

“You’re not anyone, princess. I can give up this fucking world for you.” I held my eyes to investigate his and read the sincerity in them. Really? “Can you give up everything for me? This company, your insane amount of wealth, your status in the society, everything related to billions in your account?” I asked, nausea hitting me as I waited impatiently for him to answer me.