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The Billionaire's Secret Obsession: She Is Mine

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 748    |    Released on: 22/04/2026

hing group's headquarters, the con

ook by the late Silas Thorne onto the glas

ville, the budget is over by two hund

th hands on the glass. "You cannot comprom

aggressively circled the massive deficit at the bottom of the page. "I'm not compromis

spat, his face turning red. "You don't

table, turned on his heel, and

fight draining out of her. She closed her eyes, th

utive penthouse suite, the temperature in

, pushed open the double walnut doors. He wore a perfectl

wore a dark grey bespoke suit that fit his broad shoulders flawlessly. He held

forward, extending his right hand. "Welcome back to New York. It's an hon

ropped to Brent's outstretched hand. He stared at it for thr

s hand back and wiped his palm against his tro

e crossed his long legs, resting his ankle on his knee. His post

"Where are the structural assessment files?" His voice

nds. He grabbed two crystal tumblers. The ice clinked loudly against the

the table toward Aidan. "We have them ready. But

was unreadable. He picked up the tumbler but didn't bring it to his l

ion. Congratulations. I have to ask, though... why leave Paris? Why

oving. A dark, violent

His gaze cut through Brent'

dropping to a lethal whisper. "Did you think I'd forgotten what was mi

His hand trembled, and a single drop of whiskey spilled

mixing with the sudden, heavy tension that f

He looked at the floor, the ceiling, anywhere bu

down onto the table. The heavy thu

over Brent. "I'm tak

turned his back on Brent and walk

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The Billionaire's Secret Obsession: She Is Mine
The Billionaire's Secret Obsession: She Is Mine
“Julianna was drowning in a corporate warzone, fighting a massive department deficit while fending off her mother's relentless matchmaking. Then, a ghost from her past returned to shatter her reality. Eight years ago, Aidan Caldwell walked out of her life without a word. Now, he was back in New York as a ruthless billionaire, and a pitch-black Maybach started stalking her in the dim underground garage. She had no idea the driver hiding behind the obsidian-tinted glass was Aidan. She didn't know he had just choked a confession out of an executive, discovering that her "betrayal" eight years ago was a complete lie. "Stay away from her. The rules are mine now." Aidan had warned his rivals, his sanity tearing at the seams as he watched from the shadows while a creepy coworker put an arm around her shoulder. He shattered glasses and crushed her favorite white flowers in his penthouse, driven by a lethal, obsessive jealousy seeing other men touch what belonged to him. Julianna was completely in the dark, feeling only a heavy, predatory stare pinning her to the cold concrete. When a sudden, heartbreaking scent of cedarwood rolled out of the cracked car window, her brain short-circuited. Why was this terrifying stranger stalking her in the shadows? Desperate to save her career, Julianna recklessly agreed to fake an engagement with a wealthy heir this weekend. But she had no idea Aidan had already rigged her company's crisis, and the predator was about to tear her world apart to claim her back.”