Lahat ng Kabanata ng The CEO's Obsession: Kabanata 41 - Kabanata 50

Nicole went to work early the following day. Casey dropped her off before she went to do whatever high-profile defence lawyers did. It must have been too early for the reporters because no one hounded her as she walked in. She lowered her head as she walked past the security desk, shame burning her cheeks.She didn’t know how Casey expected her to do this. How could she just wave that picture away and pretend it never happened? She’d kept her head held high through a lot of shit in her life, but this was just too much. And the comments that had come with it were enough to bring even the strongest woman to her knees.She should never have looked. She should have kept her phone off and remained ignorant. Maybe then she wouldn’t have seen all the news about Rebecca either.Once again, her chest tightened. She steered her thoughts away from Damian’s girlfriend as the elevator took her to her floor. There was no light under Damian’s door. A wave of relief hit her as she settled behind her

Why couldn’t he have held his tongue? He’d been a dick on purpose. He’d implied she was everything the idiots online were calling her. Now she’d switched off her phone and was once again not in her own fucking apartment.He deserved it. Fuck, how he deserved it. But why did she have to hide behind another man when she knew they had unfinished business? When she knew how he felt?His tyres squealed as he parked across two spaces and looked up at the building where Nicole was hiding. Part of him told him that this was his life now, without Nicole. He’d done and said too much to be worthy of her forgiveness.But the other part of him wouldn’t give up without a fight. He would earn Nicole’s forgiveness or die trying.Rebecca retracted her statement, and it went viral. She’d named the real father of her baby and made up some bullshit about why she lied. Something about trying to protect her baby daddy from any media attention as she was worried he would get bullied the way Nicole was bein

The police had finally let him go with a caution. Damian sat in his apartment after Tom dropped him off, contemplating how the hell everything had gone so wrong. Those security guards had manhandled him, dragging him away from Nicole like he was an animal. Why didn’t they listen to him? Couldn’t they see what a desperate situation he was in?It was ten in the morning, and his phone had been going off continually since the police had given it back to him. It was his family and work. He hadn’t bothered to call anyone to handle things at the office, but damned if he was going there now. They would have to figure things out; it was what he paid them for. They would know soon enough why he wasn’t there anyway if they didn’t already. The damned ratty reporters seemed to have nothing better to do than dig into his life.He needed a plan. He had fucked up and wasn’t allowed anywhere near the building, but Nicole would have to come out at some point. She had to hear him out. At least tell him

Damian led Nicole into his apartment. She’d kept her head down and hadn’t spoken since he’d picked her up. He’d never thought he could ever feel this broken over a woman, but his chest was caving in. There were millions of pieces of his shattered heart all over the fucking floor, and there was no way to put them back together again. He should never have given in to his obsession with her. Hell, he should never have hired her. He knew she would be trouble the moment she walked into his office, so he should have run the other way and not looked back.He headed straight for the drinks cabinet and poured two shots. It was still early, but the day was already fucked. There was no point waiting any longer to get drunk.Nicole shook her head to refuse the shot he offered her. She still stood near the door, looking guilty as fuck. Could she see what she had done to him? Could she see how much she had broken him? But still, even though it was in pieces, his traitorous heart didn't stop racin

Nicole hadn’t left the apartment in five days. This was becoming a habit every time she spent time with Damian. Her cheeks coloured as she walked out of the building, although no one would know what she had been constantly doing the past few days.Damian had been more insatiable than usual, and she liked it. A lot.He had also been very attentive. He’d made her meals, and they had talked a lot—really talked. That was something they hadn’t done before, and that was causing all these doubts to surface now. She didn’t know much about him on such an intimate level.She wanted to be with him, but was she ready to be married again? Was this not happening too quickly? She had dated Andrew for two years before he had popped the question. Her parents had met him before they had passed on, and they had liked him, too. Maybe that was what made her agree to marry him even though she had just turned eighteen. But Andrew had been so perfect in those two years that she had believed it was the forev