The Billionaire's Dangerous Obsession Mga Nobela at Kwento

Draco shrugged, he could tell that she was just trying to provoke him, he was used to many ladies fawning over him, it was the first time a lady would actually be reluctant to have a date with him and for a strange reason, he found it quite refreshing for a change. Erada didn't say a word and she summoned the waiter, the shock on the waiter's face was clearly visible, who didn't know these two figures in Green city, one was the most powerful billionaire while the other was the weak and useless eldest miss, no one would expect that these two people would currently be having a date together. The two waiters felt the oppression from Draco's gaze and they quietly took to thier orders, it didn't

Nolan Vale has no heart. That is what he tells himself every time he seduces a target, steals a secret, and disappears before the sun rises. Known only by his codename, Ghost, he is the most valuable asset in an organization that does not exist on paper, trained since childhood to become whoever a mission requires him to be. His newest assignment should be simple. Infiltrate the Blackwood empire. Get close to the twin heirs who built an unshakable dynasty on the bones of their enemies. Extract the truth buried beneath their fortune. Walk away before anyone learns his name. But Alistair Blackwood, the Ice King of New York, does not simply fall for beautiful strangers. He collects them, stud

"Your true identity and your connection to Vivian remain completely buried under three layers of offshore shells. Victor Smith believes you are nothing more than a modest, low-profile substitute husband Vivian brought in to satisfy a contractual arrangement." Oliver’s jaw clenched, his dark eyes narrowing like a predator assessing a deadly threat. Victor Smith was a ruthless oligarch from his past—a rival who had been hunting the Ghost Billionaire across international markets for years. If Victor realized that his sworn enemy was living in this very city, married to Vivian Miller, the conflict would turn into an all-out war that would put Vivian directly in the crosshairs.

“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.”

She was sure if she looked closely, his skin would have no pores. The elevator stopped on the 20th floor and Rose got off, waving her hand at the man. A colleague of hers saw them and bowed his head in greeting towards the man who simply ignored him. Jake, her desk neighbor and colleague pulls her into the office, his face all excited for no reason. "What were you doing in the private elevator with the President?" Rose's bored eyes lit up with surprise when she heard him talk. "That man is the President?" "You didn't know?" He clicked his tongue. "Figures. Seeing as you are always so serious with work, you don't know the gossip around. President Zeke Freeman, unmarried, sexy as sin, a billio

"I didn’t do anything. I simply waited for you to come back so we could...you know...do it." "Well, there you have it. Ever since I became a billionaire, women have been trying to take advantage of me. Whether by trying to get pregnant or to steal from me. The upturned briefcase full of cash was intentional and you're the first woman I've met in five years who didn't take a single dollar." "You were testing me?!" She asked, anger lacing her voice. "I had to. I was tired of sleeping with different women, some of which stole from me and I simply wanted someone I could have a sexual arrangement with and still trust."

Something fell on the ground. I looked down. It was a cup and the content spilled on the marbled floor, close to my feet. The man's cologne was so strong that it was overriding my senses. Slowly, I trailed my gaze up to look at his face. He was tall with dark hair and a strong jawline. And his lips were firmly drawn into a thin line that spoke of brutality. He looked far more dangerous than handsome. But even as dangerous as he looked, he looked almost as if his face had been sculpted by the world's best sculpter. I could have sworn I had never seen anyone as handsome as that.

into my left ear. The Adonis who fucked with my senses within a few seconds and had no idea he did a thing took a gulp of his drink. His Adam's Apple bobbed twice and I was too entranced to not look. He dropped the now empty glass and held a finger to ward the bartender off like he Goddamned owns the place. How controlling these rich men are. From the looks of it stranger here is one of the sinfully rich dudes that Bipasha plan corporate parties for. One wonders how she doesn't have a few babies if she actually caters to people who look like this. He's all sin and seduction without making a single move.

Because when desire becomes obsession and power becomes intimacy, Macy must decide whether she’s rebuilding her life… or surrendering it to the one man capable of ruining her completely. A dark billionaire romance filled with obsession, power imbalance, betrayal, and dangerous desire, where love isn’t gentle, and survival comes at a cost. PROLOGUE I learned the sound of failure long before I learned how to ask for help. It came at exactly 2:17 a.m. Not in screaming headlines, not in flashing cameras, not even in the accusing voices of strangers. It came as a quiet, insistent vibration against my palm. One notification. Then another. Then ten more, stacking so fast my chest felt like it might

Bene walked back in and made his way to the desk, dropping the note in front of Daemon. “Everything checks out. w She’s living with some billionaire, they’ve been together for a couple of weeks now. We were able to get pictures of them having dinner and at a couple of gala parties. We’re still digging to find out what she’s done with the money but at least, we have her location now.” “This billionaire boyfriend of hers, what sort of a man is he?” Daemon asked. “Reports say he’s into oil and gas and he made his fortune through it and that means he’s a dangerous man, they all are.”