Mr CEO's Freaky Obsession

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I was who he thought I was because the moment he walked into that restaurant, stepping into the dim, elegant lightin

money. He loo

sharp angles of his face. His teeth glistened under the soft glow of the chandeliers. The colour of his eyes almost matche

en, there was his scent. Fuck! His scent-rich, deep, laced with sandalwood and something dark, something

tle, yet firm. I had to hold myself back from reaching out,

belong there but he felt right. Like he

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compared to escaping the life I had be

ed out behind me, deep

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down on me. My intestines twisted in agony, my vision blurred,

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out, barely able to get the

ow, drawing the attention of the peopl

let him

e. My hands trembled as I rubbed at my burning skin, trying to ignore the way hi

red to myself, the weight of my action

at the corne

to him. Lied to his face while he sat across fro

ve told him

ag. That the taste made my stomach churn. That the very thou

wasn't the Laura he tho

for one evening, I

snapping me f

tears as I glanced at the screen.

d. Then, I

is voice came through, slightly bre

gripping the

I swear I didn't mean to." A pause. A deep inhale. "

oat ti

en. Lost and I

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nting that, but I can't help it. You... you ignited something in me. Something that's been

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power you have. Like you don't see yourself the way I do." He exhaled sharply. "It's crazy, and I think I'm losing my mind.

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feeling to end. I want to hold onto it for as

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s. God,

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d the call and let the silence settl

ster. A lia

e, not like that but even as I longed to believe his words, I knew the

lding, and I barely mumbled a t

ght to the kitchen, yanking open th

ouring two into my palm and swallowing them dry. I braced mys

o look at m

the cabinets, my arms wrapped around my knees

ed my

e. The woman he thought I was.

rom the apartment above

of solitud

knock at

t it like it might vanish i

her

one knew where I lived, well except my brothe

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amp face with trembling fingers b

open and

standin

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door, but his hand s

his voice softer now, h

ned behin

d then ste

ent, his gaze locked on mine. "You didn't answe

you," I

furrowed

dn't do anything wrong. I just

y wrist, his gri

e meeting you was a mistake. Tell me you never w

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hispered, "I