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LETTING THE CAT OUT OF THE BAG
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Hazel stormed into her office, locking the door behind her. She sat on her chair and buried her face in her hands, letting out sobs that wracked her body. She didn't want anyone to see her like this. She didn't want anyone to come and talk to her. Hazel sat at her desk, staring blankly at her computer screen. Tears streamed down her face as she tried to comprehend what had just happened. She had always been paranoid about her secret being revealed to her colleagues at work. Arin had threatened her to tell everyone if she continued a relationship with Gerald and she knew she could do as she said but still, she wasn't expecting her to do it. It was not only embarrassing but unprofessional. Being a kleptomaniac has always been something that she had been ashamed of. It was a disorder that she couldn't control and she had been trying hard to get rid of it. Hazel couldn't believe it. She felt incredibly exposed, vulnerable, and embarrassed. Unfortunately, her peace was soon disr
MR. BILLIONAIRE'S OBSESSION LOVE BY CHANCE
Hazel had gone to change her dress real quick and Gerald had promised to come pick her up. She looked stunning in a tight red dress and high heels. Her long blonde hair was curled and her blue eyes sparkled. She smiled when she saw him and kissed him on the cheek. "Hey, handsome. You look great," she said, admiring his black suit and white shirt. "Thanks, babe. You look amazing," he said, wrapping his arm around her waist. "Are you ready to have some fun?" "Absolutely. I've been looking forward to this all week," she said, getting into his car. They drove to the club, which was one of the hottest spots in town. The music was loud, the lights were flashing, and the crowd was energetic. They showed their IDs at the door and walked in. As Gerald and Hazel walked into the club, they could feel the energy pulsing through the air. The bass of the music reverberated through their bodies, and the flashing lights illuminated the dance floor in a dazzling display of color. They
MR. BILLIONAIRE'S OBSESSION PROPOSAL
The champagne glasses clinked as the employees of Fraser's Gemonds Jewelry Inc. toasted to the company's fifth anniversary. The elegant ballroom was filled with laughter and applause as Gerald took the stage to deliver his speech. "Thank you, thank you, thank you all for being here tonight. You can't understand how this meant to me. But truth to be told, I am so so overwhelmed. You are not just my colleagues, you are my family. And I'm so proud of what we have achieved together in these five years. We started from nothing, and now we are one of the leading firms in the country. We have faced many challenges, but we have overcome them with hard work, innovation and teamwork. And I couldn't have done it without you. Especially without my loyal and efficient personal assistant, Arin. Arin, please stand up and take a bow." The crowd cheered as Arin, stood up from her seat near the stage. She smiled nervously and waved her hand, feeling a surge of pride and gratitude. She had been
MR. BILLIONAIRE'S OBSESSION SUSPICIONS AND FEAR
It was a sunny Wednesday and the board of directors had gathered in Gerald's office. They were all sitting in front of his desk, waiting for him to arrive. Gerald had been informed of the meeting earlier in the day, but he had not shown up yet, causing some anxiety among the board members. "Why is Gerald behaving like this? I am sure he is doing this intentionally because he knows why we are here." A woman complained, glancing at her wrist watch now and then. "Remember that Gerald is the top senior executive over the management. Even if we have to handle this with force, you know that Gerald has built this name for himself. We can't just say what we want to say and expect him to do it the way we want him to do it. He is a billionaire, he has several connections with the government of most countries." Another said, trying to sound cool. "Why are you speaking like this Paul?" "Just wait and watch. When Gerald's comes in we know what to do." After a few minutes, the door opened, and
MR. BILLIONAIRE'S OBSESSION How Can I Do This?
ARIN'S POV I walked into the office building with a mixture of relief and dread. I still couldn't imagine that I had been fired by Gerald, for not supporting his relationship with Hazel, a kleptomaniac who had stolen from him several times. It just doesn't make sense. He wouldn't expect me to just sit there and watch him do that rubbish. I had tried to warn Gerald about Hazel's condition, but he had accused me of being jealous and meddling in his personal life. He had told me to pack her things and leave immediately. That was probably nice and to him, her perhaps thought he had done the smartest thing. What a failure. Definitely, I am jealous, that's undeniable. But I was not ready to give up my job as Gerald's personal assistant. I had worked hard for years to earn his trust and respect, and I enjoyed the challenges and perks of being by his side. I had a open crush on him simply because I didn't care, which I had dared to confess but eventually landed me out of here.
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Arin stood there, stunned and heartbroken. She felt tears streaming down her face. She had lost him. She had lost him to Hazel. This wasn't Gerald she knew. Gerald who was not interested in anyone. Who could ever think that he would fall for no one but a Kleptomaniac? She wiped her eyes and looked around the office. She saw his papers, his computer, his phone, his photos... everything reminded her of how they had been from the start. She remembered the period they got everything new and she was part of those who decorated Gerald's office, just for her to be in his good book but he never gave her a chance. Not even once. She never knew that his extreme professionalism would make him so vulnerable. She felt a surge of anger and resentment. She hated Hazel. She hated her for stealing Gerald from her. She hated her for ruining her life. "I have to take back what is mine at all cost and even if I can't get him, I will never allow her get Gerald." She thought. She picked up
MR. BILLIONAIRE'S OBSESSION PARTNER IN CRIME
Gerald stepped into his house, tired from a long day at work. He was surprised to see his sister, Cheryl, waiting for him in his bed room. "Hey sis, what brings you here?" he asked, giving her a quick hug. Cheryl's face was serious. "We need to talk," she said, her voice low. Gerald raised an eyebrow. "Okay, what's on your mind?" Cheryl took a deep breath. "Arin told me something that I find hard to believe. He said that you're in a relationship with a kleptomaniac named Hazel or something like that. I am sure this is not true, is it?" Gerald's heart sank. He had been hoping to at least keep Hazel's condition from her until he finds a solution to Hazel's obsessive theft, for a while longer. But now that it was out in the open, he didn't want to lie to his sister. "Yes, it's true," he said, his voice quiet. Cheryl looked at him, shocked. "Gerald, how could you be in a relationship with someone like that? Do you know how dangerous that is? Do you even know what
MR. BILLIONAIRE'S OBSESSION EXPOSE HER
The staff members of the office were gathered in the conference room, all looking tense and worried. They were all there to discuss the elephant in the company - Hazel, who had obviously been stealing from them for months. Initially, it wasn't obvious. They did deemed it as their carelessness and irresponsibility only until they found out that Hazel was behind it all. They all laughed when Arin narrated what they did to her in the supermarket. "That is exactly what she deserves." One of them commented amidst wild laughter. That was all they kept mulling over as Gerald was not present at that moment and most of them didn't have any project at hand. And those of them that have it, they decided to postpone it for the unnecessary conversation. "I can't believe she's still doing this," said Kira, the office manager. "We've caught her red-handed so many times, and yet she still keeps stealing from us. Is it really so difficult for her to control herself? I feel this is nothing
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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,
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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.
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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
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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
