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Chapter 61 - Things Are Changing
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Fated To Be His Obsession   Prologue
Chloe Bennett tasted betrayal on her tongue. It wasnât the tequila. No. It wasnât the burn of the liquor sliding down her throat. That would have been much easier to handle. It was the sight of themâher sister, her exâwrapped in each otherâs arms like she had never existed. She felt her chest tighten as she wallowed in self pity. The club pulsed around her, but she didnât hear the music. All she heard was the echo of his words, the ones that shattered her into nothing. Stabbing her like a blunt pocket knife twisting deeper into her back. âIt was always her, Chloe.â She had replayed those words over and over again, her mind desperately trying to find some loophole in their meaning. Some ridiculous way to make them mean anything but what they did. But no, the truth was there, raw and unyielding. She should have known, the late-night calls he ignored, the way his gaze lingered a second too long whenever her sister entered the room. The tightness in his voice when he swore
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2025-03-05Fated To Be His Obsession   Chapter 1 - The Fall
Chloe Bennett couldnât believe her ears. For a moment, everything went dark and hazy, as if she were trapped in a nightmare she couldnât wake from. She shook her head, desperate to shake off the wave of hurt coursing through her. âWhat are you saying, Ryan? IâĶ I donât understand,â she stutters, fighting back the warm tears already gliding down her cheeks. She stands frozen in the living room, her heart hammering against her ribs as the harsh reality of Ryanâs betrayal hit her like a tidal wave. His words echo through her mind, each syllable cutting deeper than the last. Her breath grows unsteady. The room seems smaller, suffocating. Across from her, Ryan her boyfriend and Sienna her older sister sit side by side on the sofa, their hands intertwined. Their closeness was a cruel confirmation of what she had just heardâwhat she had lost. Chloeâs stomach twists violently. She clenches her fists while trying to control her breath. âI asked you a question,â she says, her voice barely
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2025-03-05Fated To Be His Obsession   chapter 2 - Hello Stranger
The bar was crowded, the low hum of conversations blending with the soft clinking of glasses. He sat in his usual corner, swirling the liquid in his glass. He wasnât here to drink, not really. He was here out of habit, a way to pass the time. And then he saw her. She walked in like she had no real destinationâlike the world had just thrown her out and she hadnât decided where to land. Her steps were slow, hesitant, and yet there was a fire in her eyes, a storm she was trying to conceal. She took a seat at the bar, ordered a drink, and wrapped her fingers around the glass like it was the only thing tethering her to reality. He watched as she brought it to her lips, taking a slow sip, her shoulders rising and falling with a deep breath. Something about her caught his attention, though he wasnât sure what. Maybe it was the way she gripped the drink like she was trying to draw strength from it. Or the way her gaze occasionally flickered to her reflection in the mirror behind the bar,
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2025-03-05Fated To Be His Obsession   Chapter 3 - The Morning Aftermath
Chloe woke up, her head pounding like a bass drum as she slowly opened her eyes. Her mouth felt dry and her eyelids were very heavy. "Shit" she whispered trying to recall events of the night before, but everything still seemed like a blurred out memory. Chloe inhaled deeply thinking it was for the best.As she twisted under the covers, her body opposed each movement. The sheets were luxurious, far too nice compared to the night she vaguely remembered. She sat up, holding the sheet to her chest as she buried her face in it and her heart began to race. What was she doing? this wasn't her bed, this wasn't her room and the faint scent of cologne on the pillows made her very much aware that she hadn't been alone all night."What have you done Chloe?" she muttered. Losing her balance as she sat up too quickly, the hangover punishing her for it. Her dress - where was her dress?. She scanned the room, spotting her stillettos discarded near the door, her black silk dress draping over an armch
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2025-03-06Fated To Be His Obsession   Chapter 4 - Only The Beginning
âOh shit, oh shitâ Chloe muttered under her breath, her steps unbalanced as she pushed open the gate of Damienâs penthouse. Last night was a mistake. Just a stupid impulsive mistake. She needed to get home. Needed to forget about what just happened. Needed to forget about him. But how could she? His voice? His touch? His scent? She could still feel him. Chloe shrugged, she shouldnât be thinking about him. Her phone buzzed before she could gather her thoughts. She searched through her purse, cursing when she saw her sisterâs name flashing. Sienna. Chloe let out a frustrated sigh. She didnât want to hear her sisterâs voice. She didnât want to talk to her, but against her better judgment, she answered. âWhat?â She snapped. âWhere are you?â Siennaâs voice was maddeningly composed. âYou know youâre supposed to be here by now.â Chloe frowned. Her mind is still sluggish from the alcohol and exhaustion. âHere? Whereâs here?â Sienna sighed. âAt Dadâs Chloe. The meeting? Youâre s
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2025-03-08Fated To Be His Obsession   Chapter 5- See You Soon, Chloe
Chloe jolted upright, her breath ragged, her sweat-clung skin a testament to the turmoil brewing inside her. The darkness of her room enveloped her, the only sound heard was the steady thud of her heart against her chest. Her gaze fell upon the phone lying on the bedside table, its screen a cold, dark rectangle. As she stared at it, her chest tightened, the words echoing in her mind like a mantra: "See you soon, Chloe." The voice lingered, deep, dark, and dangerous, laced with an undercurrent she couldn't quite place. It wasn't the words themselves that unsettled her; it was the way he said them. Was it a promise, a warning, or a joke? Chloe pressed a hand against her chest, forcing herself to breathe through the panic crawling up her throat. The past few days had been a blur of anxiety and anticipation. Ryan's behaviour had grown increasingly erratic, and Sienna's presence seemed to fuel the tension. And then, there was the meeting with Damien Cross looming on the horizon, maki
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2025-03-10Fated To Be His Obsession   Chapter 6 - Whispers Of Damien Cross
Ryan Hastings had always been a man of contradictions. On the surface, he had it allâcharm, good looks, and the effortless confidence of someone born into wealth. People gravitated toward him, drawn to the easy smirk and devil-may-care attitude he wore like a second skin. But beneath that polished exterior was a man at war with himself. A man burdened with choices that never seemed to align with the person he wanted to be. Chloe had once been his anchor. The one thing in his life that felt honest, untouched by the weight of his family name and the shadows that came with it. With her, he had been differentâsofter, maybe even better. And yet, he had ruined it. Ruined her. Ryan had never been the kind of man to dwell on regrets. At least, that was what he told himself. Yet, as he stood across the street watching Chloe step out of the coffee shop, the weight of his choices pressed against his chest like an iron fist. His gaze followed her as she moved, gripping a cup in one hand, h
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2025-03-12Fated To Be His Obsession   Chapter 7 - The Art of Control
Damien Cross stood on the balcony of his penthouse, a glass of whiskey in his hand, watching the city move beneath him.Even at this hour, it never truly slept. Streetlights bathed the wet pavement in gold, headlights cutting through the dark like fleeting streaks of fire. The distant hum of traffic and the occasional sharp blare of a hum blended into a steady rhythm.Damien loved watching the city in its element. It was his favourite nightly routine, but that wasn't what intrigued him. It was the people, from this height, people looked insignificant - tiny fleeting figures scurrying from one place to another, chasing things that didn't matter. Wealth, Power. Love. Illusions.He had long since discarded such notions.Power wasn't something one chased. It was something to be taken.Damien had spent his life mastering that truth, it was the foundation of everything he built. People, after all, were easy. They could be manipulated, moulded, controlled - so long as you understood what th
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Fated To Be His Obsession   Chapter 61 - Things Are Changing
The air thickened the moment Sebastian Cross stepped through the doorway.He didnât announce himself with volumeâhe didnât need to. His presence alone shifted the roomâs centre of gravity like someone had opened a window during a storm.Sienna didnât move. Her arm blocked the entrance for a moment too long. âAre you just going to keep me standing out here?â He saidâa smirk creeping along his face.Then, slowly, she stepped aside, her pulse hammering in her temples.Sebastian smiledânot kindly. âThanks, darling.âHe strolled in like he owned the place, scanning the room with casual contempt. His gaze settled on Ryan firstâwho looked like heâd rather disappear into the wall.Then Miranda. She stood stiffly by the fireplace, one hand clenched around her phone, her knuckles white. When her eyes met Sebastianâs, something flickered for a moment. She blinked it away.âI see weâre having a family meeting,â Sebastian drawled. âHow sweet.ââWhat the hell are you doing here?â Sienna asked agai
Fated To Be His Obsession   Chapter 60 - Careful Confessions
The air around Damien and Chloe stilled for a moment. He rubbed his fingers on his chin as he spoke through the tension in the room.âThereâs something you need to know,â He muttered.Chloeâs hands dropped from where theyâd been folded across her chest. Her eyes didnât narrow. Her jaw didnât tense. She just nodded once, quiet and open.âOkay,â she said softly. âTell me.âDamien opened his mouth. The words hovered on the edge of his breath, heavy and bitter, ready to bleed out.But before he could say a word his thoughts were interrupted by the ding of the doorbell.The sound snapped between them like a crack in the air.Chloe flinched slightly, then looked toward the door. âHold that thought,â she murmured, already moving.Damien stayed frozen for a beat, hands still curled at his sides. His heart poundedânot from nerves, but from the universeâs timing. He exhaled slowly, trying to shake it off, and turned just in time to catch the soft glow of her phone lighting up on the table.Ther
Fated To Be His Obsession   Chapter 59 - Now, Iâm Here
Sienna knocked on the white oak door in front of her. She stood tall on the familiar porch she walked away from years ago.She remembered the memories she had on that porch.The flowers she and Chloe used to decorate the doors. The muddy puddles they splashed in splattered on the walls.But her thoughts were interrupted by the subtle creaking of the door opening. She looked up to see the face of the woman she hadnât seen in years.She had aged well but her grace hadnât faded one bit.Miranda Bennett stared at her daughter like she had seen a ghost.âSienna,â she said shortlyâalmost a whisper.Sienna nodded her head in confirmation. âMom.âA moment of silence settled between the two women. Sienna gripped the strap of her purse tightly as if this could make the situation any less real.âCome in sweetheart.â Miranda gestured into her home.Sienna stepped in carefully. Every move was slow and calculated.Her eyes scanned the living room. âI see you did some renovating.â She said, runnin
Fated To Be His Obsession   Chapter 58 - The Tension Between Us
The rain hadnât stopped. It tapped gently on the windows like a lullaby that never ended. Chloe blinked awake, still wrapped in her robe, the soft cotton sticking slightly to her skin from where her damp hair had soaked into the fabric during the night. The room was dim, lit only by the grey morning light that crept through half-closed curtains. Her eyes drifted to the nightstand. Her phone lay there, the memory of Siennaâs message creeping in. It was just a line but it was just enough to pull her out of whatever fragile place Damien had coaxed her into. Chloe exhaled, pushing the thought away like she had all night. Not now. Not yet. Because Damien was still there. Slouched in the armchair by the fireplace, his long frame folded into something almost boyish in sleep. One arm hung over the side, fingers twitching faintly like he was still fighting something in a dream. His wet clothes were goneâhis jacket hung on the back of a chair, his shirt wrinkled on the floor ne
Fated To Be His Obsession   Chapter 57 - Under The Rain
The rain came down in sheets, soaking Damien to the skin. He stood outside Chloeâs building, his hair plastered to his forehead, water dripping from his lashes, but he didnât move from the buzzer.âChloe,â he said again, his voice heavy, gravelly from the cold and everything else weighing on him. âPlease.âThe intercom clicked on. Her voice came through, cold as the air around him.âI said talk. You wanted to talk, so go ahead. Iâm listening.âDamien closed his eyes, exhaling a breath he didnât realize he was holding.âNot like this.âHe looked up at the speaker box as if it were her face.âNot through this damn thing.ââWell, I donât care. You can yell through the rain for all I care. Maybe next time, bring a phone. That way youâd know Iâve been trying to reach you.âHis throat tightened. âI know.âHe stepped back slightly, rain streaking down his face like tears. âI saw the messages. Iâm sorry.ââSorry doesnât cut it, Damien.â She snapped.âI know that too.â He says quickly.There w
Fated To Be His Obsession   Chapter 56 - Stay Out Of It
Damien couldnât take his eyes off his brother as he stood in the doorway. His shoulders were broader, his face sharper, but the resemblance still ran deep in their blood. He looked tired but not broken.âFour years, huh?â came the deep, rough voice.âYou got taller.â He said chucking.Damien pursed his lips, he shifted in his seat.âYou got older.âMarcel let out a dry, bitter chuckle as he approached the chair opposite him.He settled into the chair, his body opposing every movement.âYeah, prison tends to do that.âThey sat in silence that said too much. Damien looked at his brother, and for a second, guilt flickered in his eyes.âI didnât know if youâd see me,â Damien said.âDidnât think youâd come,â Marcel replied, folding his arms. âBut I figured Sebastian got to you.âDamien gave a small nod.âHe said it was time.ââIt was time years ago.â Marcel leaned forward, elbows on the table. âBut I guess now that the family name is burning, you all remember who you left behind.âDamien s
Fated To Be His Obsession   Chapter 55 - Confrontations
The night felt colder after he left.Chloe hadnât moved from the spot by the door. She stood there for what felt like forever, her fingers still curled around the edge of the doorknob, like if she let go, something in her would unravel.The apartment was quiet. Too quiet.Even the hum of the fridge or the occasional creak of the building felt distant. Like background noise in a world that had suddenly stopped making sense.Sebastianâs voice was still echoing in her mind.âYouâre not what he needs.ââHe might love you. But that doesnât mean heâll choose you.âShe swallowed hard, the burn of humiliation and heartbreak crawling slowly up her throat. She had faced a lot in her lifeâmore than mostâbut something about the way heâd spoken to her, the cold authority in his tone, made her feel small in a way she hadnât felt in a long time.Not weak.JustâĶ uninvited. Like an outsider in a story, she thought she was part of.She walked slowly back toward the couch, Damienâs hoodie still wrapped
Fated To Be His Obsession   Chapter 54 - The Ones Left Waiting
Chloe sat curled on the couch, wrapped in one of Damienâs oversized hoodiesâthe dark navy one that still smelled faintly like him. Her phone was clenched in her hand, the screen dim and lifeless. She hadnât looked away from it in over an hour.She had called. Again. And again. And again.There were five missed calls. All from her.The last one was just twenty minutes ago.She hadnât left another voicemail. What was the point? The first two had said enough. The second even ended with a weak laugh, one meant to cover the crack in her voice. She hated that sheâd sounded needy. She hated even more that she was needy right now.Sighing, she unlocked the screen and stared at the call log. His name sat at the top like a ghost: Damien Cross.No returned call.No message.Not even a read receipt on the text she sent earlier. She opened it again:âAre we still on for tonight? Let me know when youâre close.âIt was delivered. That was it.A lump formed in her throat. She tilted her head back aga
Fated To Be His Obsession   Chapter 53 - Youâre Still Just A Boy
Ryan didnât move. He couldnât.Sebastianâs voice hung like a blade suspended inches from his throat.He couldnât look away. He didnât dare look at Damien eitherâwho sat silently, watching like this had all been rehearsed. Because maybe it had.Sebastian stepped further into the room, every movement slow and scary. He didnât rush. He didnât need to.Ryan rose to his feet instinctively, but his legs felt unsteady. âYou didnât expect me, did you?â Sebastian asked, tilting his head like he was inspecting a bug beneath glass. âThatâs Damienâs problem. He gives people hope they donât deserve.ââSebastianâĶâ Ryan croaked, but even he didnât know what he was trying to say. An apology? An explanation?Sebastian waved his hand. âDonât embarrass yourself, Ryan. Youâve already done enough of that for a lifetime.âRyan let out a sigh, his pulse ringing in his ears.âWhatâs the most important thing you were taught, Ryan?â Sebastian asked.Ryanâs voice came in low, almost a whisper.âThat family is
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