The Billionaire's Dangerous Obsession (Nivera) novel Chapter 102

Chapter 102

The morning sun filtered cohly through the curtains, UN

(İsint golden chreaks across the room.

Niver a stined, a yawn escaping her lips. She frowned in her sleep, as she wanted more sleep, but it looked like she wouldn’t be getting it.

She tried to tum but something–ne, someone anchored her in place.

Her lashes fluttered open slowly, and hes pare lended on the figure lying beside her Alejandro

She didn’t panic as she always did–because unlike every other morning, she hadn’t awoken to his presence staring ke he so often did with a sly smirk and a mocking glint in his eyes; this time he was asleep.

He looked peaceful as his chest rose and fell in a slow, measured rhythm. A hand was tucked under the pillow his braves relaxed

She took a moment to really look at him, as this was one of the rare opportunities a had to do so without having to hear him make comments about.

her falling for him.

His dark lashes were longer than she remembered, his cheekbones sharp even in the mellow glow of the morning

There was a certain softness to his features when he wasn’t talking or looking at her like he wanted to ruin her

It was one of those rare times he appeared…human–not the controlling, unpredictable man she had come to know.

Her eyes trailed lower, drinking the faint trace stubble on his jaw and the way the sheet clung to his hips.

Nivera blinked her heart skipped, and then it hit her like a wave of cold water crashing down her back.

The memories came crashing down on her all at once

is mouth traced down her body… his hands, firm and

The tension, the arguing, the way he had counered her, touched her, kissed her,the way his commanding

The way he whispered her name like a prayer and a curse… how she had given in completely, pulled him closer, wanted him deeper… how he’d taken her apart until all that had existed was him.

And then.. the way she had let him.

Her body froze.

She had let him. No–not just let him; she wanted him. She wanted it just as much. And it happened. They’d had sex

Her lips parted in a silent gasp as the full weight of it dawned on her.

She jerked upright with a sudden gasp as her limbs jolted, and she scrambled to get out of bed, only to wince as a sharp ache pulsed between her legs.

She stilled for half a second, her knees buckling slightly before she caught hersell. The soreness was unmistakable and unforgiving.

And then she felt it–his gaze.

Her head snapped to him, her breath caught in her throat as she saw Alejandro blinking awake, but those eyes–those dangerously dark eyes–were now wide open, zeroed in on her.

He didn’t look the least bit apologetic.

In fact, there was a shift Araw, unmistakable shift in his expression it looked like hunger, heat, and desire.

Nivera followed his gaze, and realization punched the breath from her lungs.

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She was completely naked,

A panicked try escaped her tips, and she grabbed the dovet with a violent yank

I pulled it around her, practically dipping i

He grmed at the sudden rold, a

Ispily blonming on hit by

“well, good morning to you ton, Caberota, Alejandro marmored, his nice thick with sleep and something else

The nick deepened as fis gaze dropped to her flushed cheeks and then even lower to where the clutched the duve shy last night.”

Her face ignited. “Alejandrol” she snapped.

He raised both hands in surrender, but that stupid glirst in

sid plist in his eyes said he was anything hot sorry

“Just saying,” he drawled, leaning back on his elbows, utterly unbathered. “If you’re going to steal the blanket, at est say thank you first. I did keepryde

y warm last night.”

With a strangled sound of mortification, Nivera turned on her heel and bolted into the bathroom, slamming the door shut behind her and locking it with trembling fingers.

She leaned against the door, her chest rising and falling in sharp breaths as her heart thundered in her ears.

What the hell had she done?

Steeling herself, she pushed off the door and fade her way to the mirror, clutching the duvet tightly around her body. When she saw her reflection, her breath caught again as she let go of the duvet.

keys everywhere.

There were hickeys

Her neck, her collarbote, the swell of her chest, and the faintest one on her inner thigh–red, purple, deep, and stark against her

Her fingers hovered over one of them.

He hadn’t just taken her body. He had devoured it, and she had let him.

More than let–she had begged, clung to him, and whispered his name like it meant salvation. No man had ever touched her like that.

kin. His mark

No man had ever made her feel the way he had. It wasn’t just the pleasure–it was the intensity. The way Alejandro had seen her, wanted her, and consumed her

The way he had kissed her like he’d die without it, touched her like he was desperate, and held her like she belonged to him

This man–he made her insane. He tore down every wall she put up and made her question everything. Last night a line had been crossed. A point of no

retum.

It was proof–undeniable, inescapable proof.

“Oh my God…” She whispered, her voice barely audible.

She looked…wrecked, and she remembered every second of it.

Her stomach twisted, not with shame but with a wild, confusing tangle of emotions.

It hadn’t felt meaningless, and that was the scariest part

Part of her felt…elated Euphoric even. It had been the best sex of her life–there was no competition,

Her body had never responded like that before. It was like he had memorized every inch of her in a single night, like he knew exactly how to ruin her and

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put her back together all in one breath.

But then there was the other part.

The guilt the dread, the fear,

What did this mean

He wasn’t just

mean now?

st any man. The was Alejandro.

trying to regain her fooling in a world where he constantly shifted the ground beneath her feet

She had been t

And now she had willingly stepped deeper into his grasp. This messy, intimate, tangled thing that she couldn’t explain or justify.

She looked down at her reflection again and turned on the tap, splashing cold water on her face in a desperate attempt to cool down, to think clearly

But the problem was she couldn’t. There was no clarity, just chaos

How was she supposed to face him now?

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