All Chapters of THE BILLIONAIRE’S OBSESSION : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Sienna couldn’t sleep. She had tossed and turned all night, but no matter how many times she shut her eyes, Damien's words echoed in her head. "I won’t force you, but don’t think for a second that this is over."Her body still tingled from his touch, from the way he had looked at her—like she was the only thing that mattered. It scared her how easily he got under her skin, how he made her question everything she thought she wanted. With a frustrated sigh, she sat up in bed, hugging her knees to her chest. This had to stop. She had worked too hard, built too many walls, to let a man like Damien Pierce tear them down. But deep down, she knew it was already too late. A sharp knock at her door made her jolt. Her heart slammed against her ribs. Was it him? Slowly, she climbed out of bed, her bare feet padding against the cold floor as she moved toward the door. She hesitated for a moment before opening it. To her surprise, it wasn’t Damien. It was Olivia. Sienna’s b

The city skyline glowed against the midnight sky, casting a golden hue over Damien’s penthouse. Sienna stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, her arms wrapped around herself as she gazed at the world below. Everything felt surreal the extravagant suite, the intoxicating man who had turned her world upside down, and the undeniable pull between them that she couldn’t escape. She heard Damien’s footsteps behind her before she felt his warmth. He was always so close, his presence consuming, yet he had the ability to make her feel utterly exposed without even touching her. “You’re thinking too much,” he murmured, his voice smooth as silk. Sienna let out a soft breath, her eyes still fixed on the city lights. “How could I not?” Damien’s fingers brushed against her shoulder, a fleeting touch that sent shivers down her spine. “Tell me what’s on your mind,” he urged. She turned to face him, her heart pounding. “You,” she admitted, the truth slipping out before she could stop herself.

Sienna spent the rest of the day trying and failing to focus on work. But no matter how hard she tried, her mind kept drifting back to Damien. His touch, his words, the way he looked at her like he could consume her whole. She hated how easily he got under her skin. By the time evening rolled around, she was a bundle of nerves. She had no idea what Damien had planned for tonight, and the mystery of it all only made her more anxious. Her phone buzzed just as she was finishing her makeup. Damien Be ready in five minutes. Wear something elegant.Sienna exhaled sharply. Of course, he didn’t ask if she was free he simply expected her to comply. She debated telling him she wasn’t coming. That she wasn’t his to summon. But the truth was, she wanted to see him. Even if it was dangerous. She slipped into a sleek black dress that hugged her curves in all the right places, paired it with heels, and grabbed her clutch. Just as she stepped outside, a black luxury car pulled up to t

The city lights stretched endlessly below as Sienna stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows of Damien’s penthouse, wrapped in nothing but the silk sheets from his bed. The past few hours had been a blur of heat, whispered promises, and unspoken truths. Damien had consumed her, body and soul, and yet, even now, she wasn’t sure if she had made a mistake. She felt him before he touched her. The warmth of his body, the steady rhythm of his breath. Then his arms slid around her waist, pulling her against his chest. “You’re thinking too much,” Damien murmured against her neck, his lips brushing her skin. Sienna exhaled softly. “I don’t know how not to.” His grip tightened slightly. “Then let me distract you.” A shiver ran through her as his fingers traced along her arm. He turned her around slowly, his dark eyes searching hers. “Tell me what you’re afraid of.” She hesitated before whispering, “Losing myself in you.” Something flashed in his gaze satisfaction, maybe even posses

Sienna’s heart pounded as she stepped away from the door, gripping her phone so tightly her knuckles turned white. The man outside was silent now, but she could still feel his presence waiting, watching. Every second stretched unbearably as she listened for any movement. Would he try to force his way in? Would Damien make it in time? The penthouse felt too big, too open. She had never been afraid in Damien’s space before, but now, it felt like a cage. Another knock. This one was softer. “Sienna,” the voice called again, smooth and coaxing. “I don’t mean any harm. I just want to talk.” She didn’t respond. A low chuckle came from the other side. “He didn’t tell you about me, did he?” Sienna’s pulse spiked. Whoever this was he knew Damien. She forced her voice to stay steady. “I don’t know who you are, and I don’t care. Leave.” A pause. Then— “I thought you’d be smarter than this.” Sienna’s breath caught. The doorknob rattled. Panic surged through her veins