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MR. BILLIONAIRE'S OBSESSION A GAME OF LOVE
The conference room was buzzing with tension as everyone waited for the meeting to start. Hazel happened to be the lead designer on the new jewelry project, and she was already seated at the table, going over her notes while everyone was asking her questions. Everyone could notice that she couldn't help but feel nervous about the meeting, knowing that the project was not going well and they were running out of time. Gerald walked into the room with a stern look on his face. He took his seat at the head of the table and began the meeting. Arin, on the other hand had planned the whole thing with Gerald. She knew Hazel was going to be in trouble today because she would make sure Gerald put the whole blame on her. She had told Gerald all sort of things, which was indubitably not doubted by him. Arin knew he believed everything she said, because of the proofs she provided. As she knew, Gerald was someone who believe in nothing but the proof provided to him. Arin was good at gather
MR. BILLIONAIRE'S OBSESSION FRENEMIES
"Who is there?" Gerald yelled as he stood up from the chair, pulling Hazel to the back. He stared at the entrance but he couldn't see anyone, coming in. He glanced at Hazel, looking confused. He couldn't figure out what was going on. How could the door have opened by its own? "I think you have to leave now. No one must know that you are here," he urged. Hazel nodded and made her way to the door way when Tom came in and she froze up. Tom paused on his track, taking a glance at Hazel then averting his gaze towards Gerald, who stood there, staring at him with his forehead crumbled. "Oh, I am sorry if I have come at the wrong time. I can't come later." Tom said and turned to leave. "Oh wait, where do you think you are going to?" Gerald said walking forward. "Has this ever happened?" "What are you talking about now Gerald?" Tom asked, looking at him confused. He couldn't figure out what the question was supposed to mean. "Have you ever come into my office without knocking?
MR. BILLIONAIRE'S OBSESSION IN LOVE
Hazel was stunned. She slowly walked around her office, taking in the sight of the chaos in front of her. Papers were scattered on the floor, her computer monitor was shattered, and her chair was overturned. She couldn't believe what she was seeing. She looked like over at her bookshelf, all books had been scattered on the floor. Her drawers were pulled open, and her computer had been knocked off her desk. It was as if a tornado had swept through her workspace. How could this be happening in this company and that too in her office. She looked around but she couldn't see anyone around. Some parts of her office were covered with thick dust as though it was deliberately sprayed on it. Hazel couldn't understand what had happened. She had left the office in perfect order the day before. Her mind raced with possibilities, but she couldn't make any sense of it. What could she do now? If she tried to call the attention of people to it, it would only make the matter worse. She knew she
MR. BILLIONAIRE'S OBSESSION PLEASURE
Hazel took a deep breath as she opened the door to her bedroom. Her heart was racing, and her palms were sweaty. She nervously looked through her closet for something to wear. She had been anticipating this night with Gerald for days, and the pressure was getting to her. She stared blankly at her closet, her heart racing as she tried to choose the perfect dress for her special evening with Gerald. She had spent hours planning and preparing for this night, and yet she still felt unsure of herself. The clock ticked ominously in the background, reminding her that time was running out. "Come on, Hazel," she muttered to herself, "you can do this." She took a deep breath and began rifling through her clothes, pulling out dresses and tossing them onto her bed. Each one seemed wrong in some way - too casual, too flashy, too revealing. Gerald would be arriving soon, and Hazel knew that she had to make a decision. She closed her eyes and tried to picture herself in each dress, im
MR. BILLIONAIRE'S OBSESSION SUSPICION
Hazel slowly opened her eyes, adjusting to the bright light streaming through the windows of the luxurious hotel suite. She turned her head gingerly, feeling a slight soreness between her legs. Memories of last night replayed in her mind, causing her cheeks to flush with embarrassment. Sensing her discomfort, Gerald propped himself up on his elbow and chuckled, stretching his arms wide. "Good morning, beautiful," he said, planting a soft kiss on her lips. Hazel's heart skipped a beat as she buried her face in the pillows, embarrassed at the memories of their passionate night. "Good morning," she mumbled, turning away from him. Gerald chuckled, sensing her shyness. He got up and walked around the room, trying to tease her. Hazel watched him with a small smile on her face, admiring his playful spirit. Unable to resist, Gerald lunged towards her, tickling her sides as Hazel squealed with laughter. Hazel tried to get away from his grasp, but Gerald was too quick. "
MR. BILLIONAIRE'S OBSESSION DISGRACE
Arin flung her bag when she found out that he wasn't in his office. She slumped on the sofa, her mind racing with possibilities, wondering where Gerald could have been. He had been refusing to answer her call since last night, but she didn't want to call Hazel as she wasn't sure if she was with him. Where could Hazel have gone too? Why were they absent at the same time? This never happened. Arin became so restless, unable to balance her thoughts. Arin decided to take a walk around the office again, maybe she had missed a clue or a hint of where both Gerald and Hazel were. As she walked around, she saw some employees working at their desks. She smiled at them and asked, "Hi, have you seen Gerald or Hazel? I've been looking for them for a while." "I don't think I have seen any of them. Is there any problem?" One of the employees answered. "No. Nothing much, I am just worried about the two. Has anyone of you heard from Hazel? Maybe she had called anyone? She isn't in
MR. BILLIONAIRE'S OBSESSION Bruises n' Bliss
"So, you really did that and you still allowed them to search the room? How did you even feel? Like, I am starting to lose it completely because I am still not able to understand why you allowed them to search. I could have done it myself and fix things together." Gerald lamented, running in fingers in his hair trying to gather himself together. The thought that he just get humiliated was making the anger surge more violently in him. "I am sorry Gerald. I didn't mean to hurt you. I thought they wouldn't check the bedside drawers as they know it always contain sensitive materials like condo..." "Will you shut the hell you call a trap!" Gerald snapped. "Don't you think before you act at all? Do you expect them to care about your sensitive materials? They have seen alot more and it's nothing surprising to them." "I said I am sorry, I just didn't know what came over me." "It's fine, you can disgrace me more here. We have to leave now. Pack your things, and let's lea
MR. BILLIONAIRE'S OBSESSION BLACKMAIL - SEDUCTION
The air in the office was tense as Tom walked in. Gerald was standing in front of the shelf as he raked through some files and books with a furrowed brow. "Hey, Gerald. What's going on?" Tom asked, trying to sound casual. Gerald looked up at him with a scowl. "What are you doing in my office, Tom? Get out of here, I don't have time for unnecessary drama this noon." "Of course, I didn't come here to create any drama. I just missed your face, so I decided to visit you. Anyways, tell me, how was your trip with Hazel? I am certain you guys enjoyed each other's company?" "I really don't have time for this right now. Can you come back later? I am really busy." Gerald told him and turned back to face shelf. Tom took a deep breath and walked over to Gerald's desk. "Why are you trying to send me out of your office? Have you forgotten that I am your best friend?" "That was then Tom. Not anymore. You are just a betrayer and a cheat. You are selfish and greedy." Ge
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MR. BILLIONAIRE'S OBSESSION THE END
After a one-hour recess, the doors of the courtroom swung open, and a solemn silence fell over the room. Mark Wilson, adorned in a disheveled suit, returned to his seat next to his defense attorney as he disgustingly glared at Gerald. The tension in the air was palpable as all eyes turned towards him. The judge, a stern figure draped in black robes, resumed his position on the elevated bench. He surveyed the room with an air of authority, his gaze landing on Mark Wilson. "Mr. Wilson, it is time for your final defense to present any evidence supporting your innocence," he declared, his voice resonating through the room. Mark Wilson's attorney, a middle-aged man with graying hair, rose from his seat, his expression anxious. He glanced towards Mark, his eyes filled with unease, and then nervously addressed the judge. "Your Honor, unfortunately, due to unforeseen circumstances and lack of conclusive evidence, we have no additional exhibits or witnesses to present. However,
MR. BILLIONAIRE'S OBSESSION PLANNED AND RUINED
Gerald closed the door behind him and leaned against it, feeling exhausted and drained. He had just spent hours at the police station with his lawyer, Mr. James, trying to prove that Mark was the one who had been blackmailing Hazel, his fiancee, for months. Gerald rubbed his eyes and sighed. He looked at his watch and saw that it was past midnight. He wondered if Hazel was still awake, waiting for him. He pushed himself away from the door and walked towards their bedroom, hoping to find her asleep in their bed. He reached the bedroom door and opened it quietly, not wanting to wake her up if she was sleeping. He stepped inside and saw her sitting on the bed, wearing a white nightgown that contrasted with her dark hair. She looked up at him with wide eyes that reflected the moonlight coming through the window. She smiled faintly and said in a soft voice: “Gerald… you’re back.” He smiled back at her and walked towards the bed, dropping his briefcase on the flo
MR. BILLIONAIRE'S OBSESSION AWAITING
The dimly lit police station was filled with an air of tension as Gerald stood beside his lawyer, Mr. James. They both shared a look of determination, while Mark looked nervously around. The room was cold, with gray walls and a flickering fluorescent light overhead, casting an eerie glow on the worn-out furniture. Officer Jacobs, a middle-aged man with a stern expression, entered the room. He had a no-nonsense demeanor that intimidated even the most composed individuals. He approached Mark, handcuffs in his hand. "Mark Wilson, if I get that right, you're under arrest for the alleged blackmail of Mr. Gerald Carrington Fraser's fiancée," Officer Jacobs declared, his voice firm. Mark's eyes widened with what seemed like disbelief. "What? No, Officer, you've got it all wrong. I would never do such a thing! I was in my room when these two men barged in. Firstly, I could have charged them for invasion of privacy, but I didn't. Now, they are accusing me of what? This is what we
MR. BILLIONAIRE'S OBSESSION CAUGHT
Hazel looked at Gerald, her heart pounding as she wondered where to start the whole narration from. Obviously, she wasn't at fault because she didn't do anything but would Gerald believe that? He knew that she was obsessive, so if something like that happened, no one would want to doubt it. And here she was again, the fact that she hid it from everyone will make it seem as though she was trying to cover up for herself. "Why are you silent? Speak up! You need to say something." Gerald said, almost yelling. "I don't want to care what happened. Just tell me in details. Who is Mark and why is he blackmailing you? It is had simple as that." Hazel took a deep breath, and sat up for the sake of comfort. "Promise me you won't hurt me." "Does it matter? Just tell me what happened." "I really didn't do anything, I swear. I was being blackmailed falsely because I know the consequences of it getting out." Hazel said, her gaze apologetic as she spoke. "If you didn't do an
MR. BILLIONAIRE'S OBSESSION LEAKED
Hazel's eyes fluttered open blinking away the remnants of sleep. Her body felt heavy and tender each movement, a reminder of the accident that had landed her in the hospital. As she tried to adjust to the warm sunlight that streamed through the bedroom window the scent of something delicious wafted into her nostrils. Hazel turned her head and saw Gerald standing in the doorway a soft smile on his face. "Good morning my love. How are you feeling today?" Gerald asked his voice filled with genuine concern. Hazel mustered a weak smile and replied "I'm getting there slowly but surely. Thank you for taking care of me Gerald." Gerald crossed the room, his footsteps gentle on the hardwood floor. Pulling a chair beside the bed he sat down and took Hazel's hand in his own. "You don't need to thank me Hazel. Taking care of you is the least I can do after what happened l," he said his voice filled with determination. Hazel gazed into his eyes filled with gratitude and love.
MR. BILLIONAIRE'S OBSESSION HOME 2
The sun shone brightly through the hospital window, casting a warm glow on Hazel's face as she watched the door waiting eagerly for Gerald to arrive. It had been a difficult journey days spent in pain and uncertainty, but his visits were like beams of light in her darkest moments. He brought laughter love and a sense of normalcy to her life in the sterile hospital room. Gerald walked through the gleaming white corridors of the hospital his heart pounding with anticipation. He couldn't help but feel a mix of anxiety and excitement every time he came to visit Hazel. Her vibrant smile and infectious joy had always been a light in his life and he couldn't wait to see her again. As the door creaked open Hazel's heart skipped a beat. There stood Gerald tall and handsome a bouquet of colorful flowers in his hand. His hazel eyes sparkled with joy as he caught sight of her and a wide smile spread across his face. As he approached her, he took a deep breath to steady his nerves. Opening the
MR. BILLIONAIRE'S OBSESSION HOME
Finally Hazel's eyes opened and a weak smile graced her lips. "Gerald," she whispered her voice fragile but filled with love. Gerald felt a rush of emotion relief flooding his being. He leaned closer to her tears streaming down his face. "Hazel you're awake. Thank God you're okay." Hazel's smile widened her voice barely a whisper. "I love you Gerald. I'm sorry for scaring you." Gerald placed a gentle kiss on her forehead their love reaffirmed in that sacred moment. "I love you too Hazel. Nothing else matters as long as you're here with me." In that beautiful instant all the fear worry and anxiety melted away. Gerald held onto Hazel's hand cherishing their love and grateful for each slow-paced beat of their journey ahead. Gerald's heart pounded in his chest as he paced back and forth his mind racing with worry and fear. How could this have happened? Hazel was always so careful so cautious. He searched for answers trying to make sense of the accident that had turned his world u
MR. BILLIONAIRE'S OBSESSION Renewed
Gerald's heart pounded in his chest as he paced back and forth his mind racing with worry and fear. How could this have happened? Hazel was always so careful so cautious. He searched for answers trying to make sense of the accident that had turned his world upside down. As he continued to pace, his mind kept replaying the words the nurse had spoken just moments ago "I'm sorry but Hazel is still in the theatre and we have no news about her condition." Those words seemed to echo endlessly in his mind. The unknown was tormenting him; he was desperate for answers for any sign of hope. He didn't know who to call and discuss this issue with. He was so stressed out. Just as he was about to lose all hope his phone began to ring, startling him from his thoughts. He fumbled to grab it his hands trembling. Looking at the caller ID he saw it was his sister Annie. His relief was short-lived though as he realized that Annie somehow already knew about Hazel's accident. There could be no other r
MR. BILLIONAIRE'S OBSESSION ACCIDENT
Gerald's eyes fluttered open as the dim morning light streamed through the curtains casting a soft glow in the living room. Confusion instantly washed over him as he realized he was sprawled on the couch instead of his usual spot in the bedroom. He sat up abruptly, his heart pounding in his chest and called out Hazel's name. Silence enveloped the room amplifying his growing anxiety. "Hazel, where are you? Why couldn't you wake me up when you came in?" He said. Darting his eyes around the living room, Gerald searched for any sign of his fiancée. To his dismay there was no trace of Hazel, no shoes by the front door, no handbag on the kitchen counter. Panic seeped into his veins as he hastily made his way to the bedroom hoping to find her there. But the room was empty, her side of the bed untouched. She didn't come back home last night? Gerald asked himself, totally confused and furious. Wide-eyed and growing increasingly alarmed Gerald reached for his phone and dialed Ha
