All Chapters of Veiled Obsession : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Sebestian's POV She’s here.The thought echoed in my mind as I sat in the dim stillness of my study, staring blankly at the tumbler of untouched whiskey on the desk before me. Olivia. After all these months of watching her from afar, she was finally within my reach. Not through my careful planning, but through a twist of fate.I should be elated. She was safe, under my roof, where no one could harm her. No one, especially not him. Alexander. My jaw tightened at the thought of that man—his arrogance, his cruelty. She trusted him, gave him her heart, and he crushed it without a second thought. If only she knew the things I’d seen him do, the depths of his deceit. He didn’t deserve her, but then, who did?Certainly not me.I pressed my fingers to my temples, trying to silence the thought. I’d wanted to protect her for so long, to be the person who could shelter her from the world’s cruelty. Yet here I was, lying to her by omission. She didn’t know who I really was, what I’d done. If she

The morning sun filtered through the sheer curtains of Olivia’s bedroom, casting golden hues over her modest but cozy room. The faint hum of life outside—cars passing, birds chirping, neighbors starting their routines—was a gentle reminder that another day had begun. Olivia stirred under her blanket, her eyes fluttering open. For a moment, she stared at the ceiling, feeling the weight of everything that had happened pressing down on her chest. The betrayal, the humiliation, and now this confusing chapter of her life—her thoughts swirled like an endless storm. She sighed deeply, her fingers brushing strands of hair away from her face. How did it all come to this? she wondered. Alexander’s face flashed in her mind, quickly followed by the memory of Sebastian’s intense gaze. She didn’t know what to make of him yet. He had helped her when she was at her lowest, and while she appreciated it, she couldn’t ignore the peculiar feeling he stirred in her—a mix of gratitude and unease. Pullin

The morning sun painted Olivia's small apartment in soft gold as she stood in front of her mirror. Her blazer was crisp, her pencil skirt fitted perfectly, and her hair neatly tied back in a bun. Yet, her hands trembled slightly as she adjusted her collar. Today was her first day as an assistant to Sebastian Massimo—a man whose charm and poise both intrigued and unsettled her. Her phone vibrated on the table. A message from Mia lit up the screen: "Good luck today! You’ve got this! Call me if you need a pep talk!" Smiling faintly, Olivia replied, "Thanks, Mia. I’ll let you know how it goes." She picked up her bag, took a deep breath, and stepped out of her apartment. --- Sebastian sat at his desk, his eyes locked on the monitor in front of him. The screen displayed a live feed of Olivia’s assigned desk, the angle discreetly capturing her workspace and the immediate surroundings. The camera was seamlessly hidden within the desk lamp he had personally arranged for her. He le

Sebastian adjusted his cufflinks as he entered the Grand Conference Room, his every move precise and deliberate. The room was designed for deals of magnitude—its polished mahogany table stretched the length of the space, while the walls were lined with understated art pieces that whispered power rather than shouted it. Floor-to-ceiling windows showcased the city skyline, the bustling streets below seemingly insignificant from this vantage point. He glanced at the sleek clock on the wall: 2:50 PM. He always arrived early, ensuring everything was prepared. Today was no exception. On the table in front of him were several leather-bound folders containing the finalized terms of the deal. Every clause had been analyzed, every potential loophole meticulously closed. Sebastian sat at the head of the table, his posture straight, his demeanor calm. This wasn’t just another business meeting—it was the execution of a carefully laid plan. He opened one of the folders, his sharp eyes scanning t

The room buzzed with the mingling of laughter and the clink of champagne glasses. Olivia clutched the edge of her gown, her eyes darting uneasily around the opulent ballroom. Alexander’s piercing gaze was fixed on her from across the room, his smirk sending a chill down her spine.Sebastian, standing beside her, noticed her discomfort instantly. His sharp blue eyes followed her line of sight, landing on Alexander. His jaw tightened, the tension in his body palpable. He leaned closer to Olivia, his voice low but firm. “Don’t let him rattle you. He’s not worth it.”Olivia nodded faintly, but her hands trembled at her sides. The memory of Alexander’s cruel words earlier haunted her, and his presence seemed to suffocate her.Alexander, holding his wine glass with practiced arrogance, sauntered toward them. His tall date followed closely, though his attention was solely on Olivia.“Well, well,” Alexander drawled, stopping a few feet away. “Olivia. You look stunning tonight—though I must sa