Billionaire's Obsession Novels & Stories

“I intend to make sure everyone knows you're mine.” My lower regions feel hot. My heart beating a mile a minute. I try not to melt under the intensity of his gaze. Even though his words have lit a fire in me and sent my body teetering out of control. He has me pinned to the car, inches apart. “This is who I am.” “What? Obsessive? Arrogant? A tyrant?” He chuckles, a smooth sound that vibrates through me. “I'm a billionaire, darling. What did you expect?”

"Whoever she is, he's not giving up. It's been months." "That's kind of romantic," Lena said. "In a slightly obsessive way." "It's definitely obsessive. The guy's a billionaire CEO. He could have anyone. Why is he so fixated on one woman he met once?" "Maybe she mattered," I said quietly. They both looked at me. I shrugged and took a sip of my sparkling water. "She must have," Lena said after a moment. "For him to search this long. For him to hire an investigator. She must have been something special."

"It’s the only way a girl of her pedigree can experience luxury. Through a glass case, under heavy guard." ​I sat perfectly still. I didn't retort. They were right. I was a Harrington by name, but my bank account was a graveyard of debt and hospital invoices. In this room, where money was the only language spoken, I was mute. ​The auction Masterpieces were paraded across the stage... statues, paintings, and jewelry that shimmered with a blinding, aggressive wealth. But as the night wore on, I noticed something. My eyes, sharpened by years of looking for value in the ruins of my own life, began to spot the cracks in the glamour.

"Anything you want. Just... please don't stop." The city lights blur into a single, golden streak as he takes me again, his hands never leaving my skin, his voice whispering all the ways he intends to ruin me in the days to come. I am no longer just an assistant. I am the Billionaire’s project, his private possession, I finally get to have the man I’ve been so obsessed with.

Why? Well, I had no idea. The only thing I knew was that he was the grandson of the well-known multi-trillionaire business tycoon, Leonard Pierce. I breathed out and did as she instructed. As soon as the elevator opened, I was greeted by a warm smile. It was a young man, probably in his early thirties, clad in a sleek black suit. He had brown, messy hair, and the way he smiled at me made my knees weak. He was handsome.

I have watched her behind the shadows for too long, under the shackles of these evil people and now, all I want is to protect her. I saw the way she looked at me—with fear and disgust. How could I change that? How can I show her that for her, I could be a better man and much more? How could I tell her I spent years building an empire for her? I had her ring crafted by the best jeweler in Asia? For the first time in years, my heart thumped loudly. I don't give a damn about the twenty million—it's nothing to me compared to her. All I want, all I’ve wanted these past years is Savannah McGrathy.

I needed to keep an eye out for my driver. Ben followed. — He hesitated. Fidgeted. Then, he finally spoke. "I… first, I’m sorry. I’m really sorry." I raised an eyebrow but said nothing. He took a deep breath, looking everywhere but at me. "My dad, Mr. Brooke, is the second richest man in the country." His tone was laced with bitterness. "Filthy rich. But never home." Still, I said nothing. He scoffed. "He has mistresses. Many. But only one legitimate child." His jaw clenched. "Me."

It looked like something straight out of a movie—perfect, almost unreal. I couldn’t help the awe that escaped my lips. “Wow…” I breathed, still staring in disbelief. “I didn’t know that being a doctor with a family in business could make someone this rich.” The words slipped out before I could stop them. The place was so grand, so beyond anything I’d ever known, that I could hardly process it. Killian chuckled softly, the sound oddly comforting, but his tone carried a hint of modesty. “Of course,” he said, almost dismissively. “But this isn’t my fortune. It all belongs to my parents. So don’t get too amazed.”

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