The Billionaire's Dangerous Obsession Novels & Stories

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."

No, this can't be happening. This man isn’t just any cold-hearted billionaire. There's something about him that screams danger, like he’d have no problem killing me if it suited him. Maybe even some kind of twisted ritual. Rich people and their abnormal behaviors. Dear God, all I’m asking for is just one year of peace without dying at the hands of a psycho. Those eyes of his… so dark, so unnervingly deep. I cleared the plates and decided to lie down. It had been a long day, and some rest couldn’t hurt. You know what else isn't a bad idea? Sleeping with a knife under my pillow.

Don't you dare share it with anyone otherwise we will kill you. Man:out of the room now..And listen don't even dare to share with that bastard Abhi.. I will kill you..Did you get that?.. Soha smirked and said.. Soha:if I share..Then you will kill me.. I am not at all scared with you..But I will never share with any..But what will I get in return.. Man:what you want? Nav: Do you want money? Muk: We are ready to give?..how much?

He was a wealthy, charismatic billionaire with no shortage of exceptional women vying for his attention. "I must admit, Louis, this place is magnificent," Vivian responded, her voice tinged with excitement and uncertainty. "But I can't help but wonder if it's all just an enchanting facade." Louis reached across the table, gently grasping Vivian's hand. "I know what you are thinking, Vivian, but I assure you that everything I say is true." Vivian looked into his eyes, searching for sincerity in his gaze. She felt herself drawn into his wealth and allure world, teeming with temptations and dangers.

He pushed away his family and friends, perhaps even women he loved. Amberleigh noticed her laptop was on the bed near her case, so she reached for it. She had to know more about what she was dealing with here. She used her sweater sleeve to clean her face and tried to get her shit together. It wasn’t like she was the one starring down the barrel of a fucked up gun after all. She tried to imagine what the billionaire must be feeling, like every fucking day of his life. It had to be fucking terrifying. Just how bad would things get for him?

"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.

She was getting married to Adrain Knight, billionaire heir, the notorious playboy and narcissistic sociopath. He was one of the richest and most eligible bachelors in the country and now the blogs are calling her “the gold digger of the century” for snatching him off the market regardless of the fact that she is way below his league. The hate on her on social media was so strong, her phone has been left off for days now. Here she was getting married to a sociopath and a menace to the society and she was the one being hated on. “OMG, you look so beautiful sis!” Her sister screamed bringing her out of her bed of thoughts.

Irish asked. She doesn't like the man, she could vividly remember how he had always approach her to satisfy his sex urge. How she hated him. "Babygirl! Aren't you excited?Our boss is so kind to give you such offer" Ella asked. "I can't be yet, cause i don't know what's going on? You mean the billionaire is our ex boss? And he suddenly appeared to solve my problem. Why does he want to help me?Did you tell him anything?" Irish asked.

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.

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.