Billionaire's Obsession Novels & Stories

His reflection stared back at him in the glass wall of the war room—suit, eyes, a man of power and obsession. “Soon,” he whispered. "Very soon, Henry. You can’t hide forever.” And with that, the billionaire set his plans into motion. The chase had begin.

“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?”

"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.

"If they ask why a billionaire from the city suddenly fell in love with a girl from Ashbrook?" Kaelen leaned down slightly, his grey eyes locked onto hers with the exact same raw intensity she had felt back in the boardroom. "Then we give them the only narrative they are guaranteed to believe." "Which is what?" "A narrative of absolute, unavoidable obsession," Kaelen murmured, his voice sending a sudden, dangerous shiver straight down her spine. "We tell them I saw you, and I simply refused to let you go."

"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."

His pointed nose and full pink lips added to his perfection, making him almost breathtakingly handsome. A hard lump appeared in my throat as I tried to swallow the shock. My heart drummed harder, causing my breathing to come out in pants. Jaxson... my eyes were yet to believe it. He was a mere poor orphan who worked in a courtyard years ago, so how could he be a CEO? Not just any CEO, but of Pierce's Group, a company run by the grandson of Leonard Pierce. Did this mean Jax was his grandson? My mind was reeling with thoughts, and I felt like I had been splashed with a cold bucket of water. Goosebumps covered my skin, and everything seemed like a nightmare.

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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