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The Billionaire's Obsession Chapter twenty one
Karis was driving her to his apartment. It was nothing romantic or raunchy, like to horny people going to have their fill of each other in a luxury apartment. No, it had more to do with the fact that she was homeless and penniless, and Karis's charitable nature, still she wondered....She was Emeka's sister - at least in name, and she did not believe in luck. Everything happened for a reason, and it had nothing to do with fate. In a world of dog eat dog, you had to feed on another dog to get stronger, to stay from getting eaten. Peter wanted something, that was why he was doing all he did, and she was going to make sure she found out exactly what that was.She pushed thoughts of her gratitude aside, along with the guilt she felt for thinking bad about the man she cared deeply for, the man who was now taking care of her even though he thought she had aborted his kid. Karis was obviously not a monster like her brother, but then she had trusted her brother -- look where that left her
The Billionaire's Obsession Chapter twenty two
Karis couldn't sleep. Her scent was everywhere, wherever he turned, he could almost see her, innocent, trusting, yet a siren. She was the embodiment of a paradox, he had thought he was going to hurt her by breaking off what could never be even before it started -- but then she had pre-empted him, as he had lain beside her, blabbing like a school child about what they had just had. A one night stand, that had been neat, uncomplicated, what adults in their situation were to call it, but he had heard the hurt in her voice, and hated that he was the reason for it. He needed to stay away from her, for her own good, as well as for his. She was no match for his family, some street girl who was the daughter of a local gangster. He didn't want her to get drawn into the politics that was his family, the controlling ways of his father. He had watched his father make or break several people simply because he felt it would get him a re-election, or add more money to the unmeasurable wealth h
The Billionaire's Obsession Chapter twenty three
Weruche who had been sitting sitting in the living room leafing through a fashion magazine lifted her head when Karis walked in. She had taken off the clothes she had worn in the company building, and for lack of what to wear, had gone searching through his wardrobe. She was now dressed in his T shirt which was oversized, and drooping from a slender shoulder. Underneath, she wore nothing but her panties, and suddenly aware of how indecently she was clad, she tried to cover as much of her milky skin that was showing. He smiled, amused at her efforts. ''I must admit, it's nice to come home late in the evening after dinner with a beautiful woman to find another beautiful woman in your house -'' his gaze traveled over her slowly. ''and wearing your clothes.'' Weruche fought to keep her emotions at bay, surprised that he would call her beautiful, a warmth she could only feel when he ignited it curdled in her belly. She was also strangely irritated that he would spend time with another
The Billionaire's Obsession Chapter Twenty four
Karis had not been discreet about his decision to start a fashion house, and that evening, as he walked into his room, his cell phone rang and he was invited by none other than the renowned Madame Rousseau to attend a evénémenet de mode in Paris, only could he fly in tomorrow and register his brand as it was coming as a surprise to the organizers that Monsieur should be interested in fashion. He was already planning immediately the call ended. Of course he was going to go. They had done him a great cutesy by inviting him, even though it was a fashion and cultural fair, only the most prestigious got invited. Karis could hardly tell why he was qualified for the position. In the business world, yes he was a force to be reckoned with, but this was fashion, and he was only just learning. He intended to do just that tomorrow -- learn. He didn't have any particular reason why he didn't tell Weruche that he was flying out to Paris, but he didn't. Showered, dressed and carrying a light bag
The Billionaire's Obsession Chapter Twenty five
It took Weruche a brief walk around the apartment to realize she was totally alone. Not even the nosey house keeper was around. She had no money on her, and not even a cell phone. A thought flashed through her mind, and panicking she rushed down the stairs and to the front door. It was locked.The full realization of her situation dawned on her, she had escaped jail only to enter a gilded cage. Forcing back tears, she tore at the door with her hands, pounded with her fists until they were bleeding and she was breathless, then she sunk to the floor in despair, still she did not cry.Was this a sign that she should not visit her father today, or was this simply Peter, that son of a bastard taking her as his prisoner. Her nerves calmed a little as despair gave way to anger, and finally to rage. Getting up, she ran with determination towards his room, determined to break the door down if she found it locked. It wasn't.Karis's room was a little more scattered than usual and she briefly no
The Billionaire's Obsession Chapter Twenty six
The days that went by were passably tolerable. Mrs. Fisher did not intrude on her privacy again, and Weruche enjoyed the longest time she had ever had for leisure -- then out of the blue, she got a visitor.She had been dancing alone to Johnny Drille's 'count on you' when the doorbell rang, already feeling at home in Karis's house, she opened the door. What she saw in front of her left her speechless and shaking with fright.The little man who stood in front of the door gently pushed it further open, and stepped inside. His eyes scanned the living room quickly, then went over her at a more leisurely pace, takin in her sleep - tousled hair, Karis's shirt that she was wearing, and her very brief shorts. 'Hello Weruche.'It had only been two words, words that could be mistaken as a greeting by any other person, but not Weruche. She read through to the lewd suggestiveness packed in those two words -- and to the threat.She had forgotten his name, but she could well remember him as one of
The Billionaire's Obsession Chapter Twenty seven
Karis was not nearly as impressed as he had expected to be at the fashion carnival. It was a little too typical, the runways had bold looking girls displaying equally bold fashion. Colours dazzled him in their share essence, and even the hairstyles seemed to be screaming for attention. He wanted something different, something so subtle, its prominent stole the show very gradually so that it was impossible to tell when it became the volk. He liked pastal colours, colours that could not be created without a blend of two or three secondary colours -- combined with the slight unusual looks of Weruche, he was sure the fashion industry was not prepared for him yet.An expensive feminine scent assaulted him from behind before he felt soft lips pressed against his ear 'You have been discovered Monsieur. You had better do my bidding or I would let out an excited scream and everyone would swarm you, asking for autographs.'He turned around to tell the woman that she was mistaken, he was no cel
The Billionaire's Obsession Chapter Twenty eight
He had not expected to want her this much. To feel the blood pounding in his veins as he stood in front of her in the sitting room. She was wearing another one of his shirts, and from the look of things, nothing beneath. He watched a blush rise up her high cheeks.'Karis! -- I didn't know -- welcome, how was your trip?'Karis stepped closer and tried not to feel victorious when she stepped back. He affected her -- but then, that was not new. He wanted to know if she was more attracted to his money, or whatever information it was she had been sent to steal from him, than she was attracted to him. He stepped even closer, and brushed the back of his hand down her face, across her lips, making her shiver.'Have you missed me? Or has my absence given you more opportunity to steal from me.''Steal from you?' Her head that had been slightly bowed snapped up, so that Weruche found herself staring into the same expressive eyes that always held her spell bound. Beyond the mockery in them, the p
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