The Billionaire Dangerous Obsession Novels & Stories

“What kind of big? You’re not still fixated on that billionaire’s life thing, are you? Mara, those people is dangerous. Half the girls at the club won’t even say his name out loud anymore.” “I know they are dangerous,” I said, my voice dropping to a fierce, steady whisper. “I mean, I watched a man kill another yet nothing has been said about it, even though I’m glad Dennis is dead that doesn’t mean it isn’t murder. But people like that—people who can make a murder vanish before sunrise—they also have the kind of money that solves every single problem in this room.” I reached over, flipped open my laptop, and spun it around to face her.

Surrounded by models, celebrities, power players. I couldn’t breathe. “He’s… a billionaire,” I whispered. Selena gave me a look like I’d just declared the sky was blue. “Exactly. Now you know why he threatened you about the media. This isn’t just some guy, Amara. This is Lucian Draxen.” The truth pressed down like a weight I couldn’t lift. “I don’t have the resources to raise this baby Sel.” I said honestly. “So I have to tell him. He has to take responsibility.”

If anything, I craved more, the addiction setting in deep. Slipping into one of his shirts—oversized, crisp white cotton smelling like him, the hem barely skimming my thighs—I padded barefoot toward the kitchen. The penthouse was a marvel: sleek marble floors cool under my feet, modern art on the walls that probably cost more than my annual salary, and that view—endless skyline, a testament to his power. There he was, in nothing but low-slung gray sweatpants that hung dangerously low on his hips, revealing the V of muscle that made my mouth water. Alexander Voss, billionaire tyrant, making breakfast like it was the most normal thing in the world. His back was to me, broad shoulders flexing a

“But with you… I am starting to want to try. That terrifies me more than any board vote.” The confession hung between us. He pulled me into a brief embrace, not sexual, just solid and real. For a moment the cold billionaire faded, replaced by a man carrying heavy ghosts. We spent the afternoon coordinating damage control at the waterfront site via calls and video. By evening we returned to the penthouse exhausted. Andrea poured drinks and we sat on the couch reviewing documents together like partners rather than captor and captive. “You defended me again today,” he said quietly. “No one does that without an angle.”

I was naked, covered in his scent, and entirely marked by his body, while he was already back to managing his empire. I listened carefully to his low murmurs from the other room. He was talking about a security breach at one of his logistics facilities near the docks. It had nothing to do with my stepmother or Julian, but hearing him talk about millions of dollars in cargo made the space between us feel like an ocean again. In this penthouse, behind closed doors, he used me like a man obsessed, tearing through my body until I couldn't think. But the second that phone rang, I became invisible. I was just a hidden obligation, a dangerous secret that could ruin everything he had built if the wr

The woman continued in a cold tone. "A contract marriage with the CEO of Knight Group." Emily's mind went blank. The CEO of Knight Group. Everyone knew his name. Alexander Knight. The youngest billionaire in the country. Cold. Powerful. Untouchable. But also known as the most dangerous man in the business world. Emily swallowed nervously. "This… this must be a joke." "It's not." "If you marry him for one year, you will receive one million dollars." Emily’s heart almost exploded. One million. Her father's surgery would be nothing compared to that.

The tragic young woman who had vanished without a trace, leaving behind only quiet legal settlements, closed police reports, and forbidden whispers. Every time I looked across the room at Damon now, the man who had paid for Mia's emergency surgery and put bodyguards at my door didn't feel like a savior anymore. He felt like a dangerous, unpredictable stranger. A powerful billionaire who kept his darkest sins buried beneath billions of dollars and army-grade security teams. Hearing his polished leather shoes step heavily across the tiled floor, my body instinctively went stiff. I tightened my grip on the soft cotton edge of Mia’s hospital blanket, my pulse increased into my throat.

“I just need her DNA. Her retina. Her heartbeat at the moment of death. That unlocks the file.” Opaline staggered. Ignis’s grip tightened. “So this whole time,” she whispered. “You weren’t trying to kidnap me. You were waiting for the right moment to kill me.” “Patience is a virtue,” the figure said. “And you made it easy by walking right into Heliox. Right into his protection. I had to get you out from under him first.” The timer hit 00:03:22. The building groaned again. Somewhere far above, glass shattered. The foundation was already under stress. The explosives weren’t just in the basement. They were everywhere.

I freeze for a moment, trying to regain my knocked out breath. Those hard fingers wrap around my chin and lift them up until my gaze meets his again. I try to step back but strong arms encircle my waist, trapping me against a hard, heavenly smelling body. I struggle against his grip, trying to ignore the heat that slowly begins to build in my lady bits from being in such close proximity with this man. They say he's a billionaire, but the danger rolling off him in his waves is almost palpable. Cold, hard reality intrudes when I remember that he just called me a slut.

"I was raised in a very safe environment, and even so, to this day I refuse to have people following me to protect myself. I'm not a celebrity. But I have money. I don't know if you know, Tasha, because we've never really had this kind of conversation, but I'm not just the son of a rich man. I'm his heir. I have had my own business since my adolescence, when I was emancipated to be able to manage my father's foreign companies. You have no idea how risky it is to go out with someone like me. You have no idea how much it meant for me to be able to show my favorite places in the city, because normally I couldn't go to these places, because of the risk against my life. We are in a small town, ye