The Powerhouse's Unlikely Obsession Novels & Stories

I just want peace But peace didn't seem so close. My phone rang on the counter. It was another unknown number. I froze. For a moment, I just stared at it ring, my heart pounding. Then I answered. I put it to my ear, and said nothing. At first, there was silence. Then, breathing. A man’s voice finally spoke. “Careful what you wish for, Nichole.” The line went dead. My hands were shaking. The phone nearly fell from my fingers.

I had only given him temporary control of the company while I grieved, but apparently, the greedy bastard had decided that it wasn’t enough. And even though Atlas was already helping me with it, somehow, a part of me was unsettled. I didn’t want to leave the whole bulk of the work to him. There had to be something else I could do instead of just sitting around in a house that felt as strange as my marriage. I dropped onto the bed with a huff and leaned back to lie on the covers. I draped an arm over my face and took several deep breaths as I started to get overwhelmed. Everything just seemed too much, happening too quickly, and I was starting to feel suffocated, like I was drowning. If only

I knew there was simply no possibility of ever getting lucky with any of the many objects of my desire. But then, one early Monday morning, I woke up. It wasn't an amazing achievement; I'd done it many times before. However, that morning I noticed that I suddenly had a very odd superpower that had just come out of nowhere. It wasn't something that could be explained with some sort of long, complex, meaningful plot or a fantastic backstory - it just happened. That's all there was to it.

The others in the tent more frustrated than he was! "What else except the fact that the royal army is after you like the hunter dogs? Sniffling around all the time! " the chief, the leader of his supporters spoke. The frustration grew but what grew more was his thirst of power....now that he was chased like a wild pig in a forest, his want to rech to that throne had increased like never before.

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.

She is just some woman trying to talk her way into my heart so that she'll be granted access to step across boundaries and steal everything that I have built right from scratch and I am not about to let that happen! What nerves! Morris has never done anything to be doubted in the family and she just appears from nowhere to claim he is planning some evil with his girlfriend! He probably put in good words on my behalf to have her extracted from work and posted in charge of my health and well-being because he cares. If there's anyone who needs to be dragged off my property, it would definitely be her! No wonder her family ditched her.

But it was her eyes that captivated him the most, shining under the soft lights of the room, filled with a mixture of defiance and uncertainty. A fire ignited in Leonard’s veins. He was not a man who left his desires unfulfilled, and when he wanted something, he always got it. He approached her slowly, like a predator stalking its prey, then reached out and gently wrapped a strand of her hair around his finger. “I never knew you could be… this breathtaking.” Isabella looked at him cautiously, disliking the gleam of desire in his eyes. “This is just a party, Leonard. Don’t make it more than it is.”

Mine to take, mine to control, mine to break and rebuild again, if I wanted to. Mine. All mine. That was the whole point of this marriage. To bind her to me, to make me powerful , but something gnawed at the back of my mind, and no matter how hard I tried, I just couldn't shake it off. A knock from my front door was all it took to pull me out of my thoughts. I turned, just in time to see Matteo walk in. He was dressed up as well, but the look in his eyes didn't give the emotion I thought it would.

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.

I stared at the empty field and felt ridiculous and human and lost. I closed the laptop. The window was a mirror and a night view all at once. I looked at myself and saw a man with every resource except the one that mattered. I had money. I had lawyers. I had a security team that could thread a needle in the dark. I could buy a company before lunch and fix a supply chain before dinner. I could not find the woman I loved or the child I did not know I had because they did not want to be found. Power looks strange when it cannot reach the one thing it wants. For the first time, I felt powerless.