All Chapters of Mr.Billionaire's Obsession: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Clara's POVThe early morning light filtered through the floor-to-ceiling windows of Nathan's private study, casting long shadows across the antique Persian carpet. I stood before the sprawling city vista, wrapped in nothing but Nathan's discarded dress shirt from the night before, my mind racing with strategies even as my body still hummed from his passionate attention."You're plotting again," Nathan's voice carried across the room, deep and rich with that possessive edge that never failed to make my pulse quicken. I heard him approach with that predatory grace that had helped build his empire, felt the heat of his bare chest against my back as his arms encircled my waist. "I can practically hear the wheels turning in that brilliant mind of yours."I leaned back into his embrace, savoring the solid strength of him. "Marcus's announcement today will try to destabilize our stock," I murmured, though my fingers couldn't help trailing along his forearms, mapping the defined muscles ther

Clara's POVThe charity gala transformed the Metropolitan Museum's grand hall into a glittering battlefield of wealth and power, but my attention was fixed on Nathan as he navigated the crowd with lethal grace. Even performing something as mundane as accepting a champagne flute from a passing waiter, he radiated authority in a way that made conversation around us falter and heads turn."Marcus keeps watching you," he observed in a low voice, his hand settling possessively on the bare skin exposed by my backless evening gown. "Though I can hardly blame him, given how breathtaking you look tonight."I leaned slightly into his touch, savoring the heat of his palm against my spine. "He's nervous," I murmured, accepting my own champagne with practiced elegance. "Jessica's late arrival has him off-balance. He expected her support during his announcement earlier today."Nathan's smile held predatory satisfaction. "An announcement that proved remarkably... underwhelming," he noted, his finger

Clara's POVTwilight shadows played across Nathan's private office as I reviewed the security footage from Sophie's lab, the dying sunlight catching on my diamond engagement ring like captured fire. Each frame revealed nothing obviously suspicious, yet my instincts screamed that we were missing something crucial."You've found something." Nathan's voice carried that dangerous warmth as he entered, making my pulse quicken despite my focus on the screens. He moved behind my chair with predatory grace, his hands settling on my shoulders with possessive familiarity. "I recognize that look in your eyes."I leaned into his touch, allowing his strength to ground me. "Watch Dr. Harrison in these clips," I said, pulling up several instances over the past month. "The way he lingers after hours, how he always seems to be near Sophie's workstation when she's reviewing sensitive data."Nathan's fingers tightened fractionally on my shoulders. "He's been with the Foundation for over a decade," he ob

Clara's POVAfternoon sunlight streamed through the windows of Nathan's private office as I reviewed the latest security reports, my mind racing with strategic implications. The data confirmed my suspicions about Dr. Harrison's activities - subtle patterns that would have been invisible to anyone who wasn't specifically looking for them. Behind me, Nathan's presence radiated power and control as he conducted a series of ruthless business calls."No, that won't be necessary," his voice carried that dangerous edge that had helped build his empire. "Consider this a courtesy warning. If your company continues pursuing this line of research, you'll find the Chen Foundation particularly... unwelcoming to your other ventures."I smiled to myself, recognizing the lethal authority in his tone. Even handling routine business threats, Nathan commanded absolute control in a way that never failed to make my pulse quicken. As he ended the call, his hands settled on my shoulders with possessive fami

Clara's POVThe Manhattan skyline glittered like scattered diamonds against the velvet night as I stood in Nathan's private office, reviewing the aftermath of our perfect trap. On multiple screens, security footage showed Dr. Harrison being escorted from the Chen Foundation premises in handcuffs, his carefully crafted facade of respectability finally shattered. Behind me, Nathan's reflection appeared in the darkened windows, his powerful frame radiating satisfied danger as he approached."The military liaison just left," he murmured, his hands settling on my waist with possessive familiarity. "They're quite eager to distance themselves from this entire operation, now that Harrison's unauthorized activities have been exposed. It seems no one wants to admit attempting to steal research from the Chen Foundation."I leaned back against his chest, savoring his solid warmth. "And Sophie's actual breakthrough remains perfectly protected," I observed, feeling the rumble of satisfaction in his