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“I… I had no choice. Victor Kane, the CEO of Vanguard Motors, kidnapped my wife and son. They already cut off one of my wife’s fingers and sent it to me as proof. I couldn’t… I couldn’t let them die. Please, Mr. Logard, you have to understand.” The room erupted in stunned whispers. Richard’s jaw tightened, but his expression remained composed. He had suspected internal betrayal, but hearing the rival’s name—Victor Kane—confirmed his growing suspicions. Vanguard Motors had been a thorn in LTM’s side for years, always one step behind but increasingly aggressive.

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Eloise’s POV I have a little obsession that I can't really put my finger on… Maybe quite dark; I like being seen by the world. Doing myself in front of the camera while imagining thousands of people watching me, gives me a certain high. It's just that it's not the usual daily vlog or fashion documentaries or me showing my craft. It's well… My pussy. Yeah, you read right.

Jayden whispered with a deadly smirk in his lips. "Obsession is intoxicating. It seems sweet at first but you won't even realize when it slowly will take over your life. " Kindly Do Vote and give reviews! Chapter will be updated soon.

I replied, my eyes fell on the box Zemia had gifted me. “Are you okay Luna!.” Liam asked and sat at the same couch Zemia had sat on. I stared at him, he was good looking but Zemia was…. he was different. He is fascinating. Zemia has blue diamond-like eyes with something like fireflies flapping its wings inside it. I shocked my head when I realized I was fantasising about a man I just met, what’s up with me and men lately. First I met Marshal, my good Samaritan , Aiden the man of many dreams and now Zemia the sexy Demon.

His arm wrapped around my waist, “I work better when I know exactly where you are and what you’re doing.” The dark possession in his voice spread warmth through my chest like honey. I was so fucked. In every sense of the word. “That sounds obsessive,” I said. “It is.” He pressed his nose into my hair, inhaling deeply. “Everything about you makes me obsessive. I used to be able to focus for hours. Now I can’t go twenty minutes without wondering what you’re doing. If you’re comfortable. If you need something. It’s fucking maddening.” “Poor you,” I said, but I was smiling. “Sounds terrible. The big bad mafia boss, brought to his knees by a pregnant woman who can’t stop eating pickles dipped in

their professor said and then opened the book in her hands. “But before beginning with today's topic, I want to ask all of you what do you think is obsession as it's our primary focus for today's topic, so how would you define obsession and what do you think would happen if it entangles with love or any other human emotions?” the professor asked everyone and then started roaming her eyes. “So who would like to answer first?” The professor uttered, wandering her gaze over everyone until it landed on Ezrene. “Ms. Ezrene Soler, right?” The professor pointed towards Ezrene. She stood up on her feet and then nodded her head.

"It's me!" "You?"

Stepping closer to him, she teased: “Are you like obsessed with me? I mean, even after so many years, you still have my pictures with you. That is suspicious.” “And you? Didn’t you have magazines with me on the front covers?” “That is normal. I didn’t buy them because of you,” she denied. He stepped closer so that they were only a few inches apart, their faces so close that they could feel each other’s breath. “This only means that we’re both obsessed with each other. And yes, I’m obsessed with you. In this life or the next, you can only be mine. Nothing on earth would be able to separate us, not even death, get it?”