?THE
BILLIONAIRE’S
OBSESSION?
(Craving for the whole of her….)
CHAPTER 40&41
By, Ca-ssie B.
‼️COPY AND GO TO HELL‼️
★★★★★
Feeling his li-ps on hers was what Hailey has always wanted to experience again. The way his soft li-ps moved against hers gently was something she could never get tired of.
Charles placed his hand on her cheeks, devouring her li-ps hungrily. Everything about her drives him crazy, he just didn’t know when and how he fell in love with her. He just found himself swimming in the ocean of love.
His tongue sli-ps into her mouth, tasting and lic-king every corner of her juicy li-ps. She tasted so much sweeter than all the dishes he had ever tasted.
Hailey breathes into his mouth softly as plea-sure shoots throu-ghher veins. Her hands grip his hair, pulling him closer to her.
Charles’ tongue searched for hers in her mouth and her tongue answered his quest. Their tongues battled against each other as they meshed against each other.
Charles parted his li-ps from her and placed his w-et tongue just by her cheeks, lic-king it sensually.
Hailey took a sharp intake of breath as he lic-ked her earlobe.
“Umm” she mo-aned softly.
His tongue trailed to her ne-ck, his teeth grazing the skin.
“Charles,,,” another mo-an came from her.
Charles smiled against her skin, he lifted his head and recaptured her li-ps in his mouth.
This time, the ki-ss was very ha-rd and de-ep. They ki-ssed each other hotly as a new fire ignited in their body.
Slowly, they broke the ki-ss and pulled their head back to give themselves some space. They held each other close and Charles smiled as he continued staring at her.
“It drives me crazy when you look at me that way” he whispered.
“So, is that a yes?” He asked softly.
Hailey bit her li-ps as she couldn’t utter a word. Truth be told, she didn’t know what she’s feeling at that moment.
What if he was toying with her feelings?
“It’s fine. I’ll wait for you, and I’m going to keep trying har-der just like you said. I won’t give up on you, Hailey” he said.
She nodded slowly.
“I love you” he whispered.
Hailey’s cheeks turned red. She wasn’t used to this yet. It still felt like a dream to her
“I’ll keep saying this to you everyday, I’m never going to get tired of saying it” he muttered.
Hailey tried to get out of his hold but he held her back, more tightly this time around.
“We’re not done yet” he said before pulling her to a de-ep ki-ss.
****
ITALY, A RESORT***
Alberto barged into the room angrily, Stephanie came in after.
He punched the wall angrily.
“Damn you, Charles!” He yelled in fury.
Even with the fact that Charles left the Gala early, no one agreed to partner with him. They all choose Charles and the few one there who are not who he wants agreed to invest with him.
“I think you need to take it easy, Alberto. You don’t need to stress yourself” Stephanie spoke out.
“Take it easy, you say? My company is going bankrupt right und-er my eyes and you expect me to be calm?” He shouted.
Stephanie sighed. She walked closer to him and tried to hold but he stopped her.
“Don’t, don’t touch me,” he warned.
She scoffed inwardly.
“Are you mad at me too now?” She asked.
Alberto didn’t say anything.
“Okay then” she stepped away from him.
She pulled off her clothes before going to the bathroom.
All throu-gh, Charles didn’t leave her mind. She never expected to meet him this way after eight long years.
He looked totally different now, different from the young Charles she knew. The Charles who would do anything for her, the one who loved her more than his life.
His eyes which always held his love for her were now filled with hatred. He was so cold and distant to her and she felt sad about that.
****
Alberto stood by the wall, his mind going to the woman he saw with Charles at the Gala. She was so pretty that he couldn’t stop staring at her.
The fact that she was Charles’ woman made him angrier. Must Charles have everything?
“This is not the end, Charles,” he said to himself.
“It’s not the end” he repeated, folding his fist very tight.
***
AT THE HOTEL***
Hailey came out of the bathroom in just a top and a short. The dress she wore that evening made her uncomfortable a lot, and that was because she wasn’t used to stuff like that.
Her w-et hair was sticking to her face like glue as a result of the shower she just had.
She dried her hair with the towel in her hand before returning it back to the bathroom.
By the time she returned back, she met Charles on the bed. He was shirtless and was on his laptop.
She bit her li-ps as she inched closer to the bed. They are to share the same bed and oddly it somehow felt comfortable for her.
Charles raised his head from his laptop to stare at her. His eyes went from her fresh th-ighs which were sp-otless, he accessed her clothing before staring at her eyes. They were both staring at each other.
“You look beautiful,” he muttered.
Hailey smiled.
He tapped the space beside him on the bed.
“It’s late already” he said when he saw the look on her face.
Hailey climbed the bed gently and he placed the laptop on the nightstand.
Hailey lied down on the bed and he pulled her to his arms, shocking her.
“I just wanna sleep this way” he whispered, resting his chin on her hair.
“Don’t hit me please,” he added.
Hailey chuckled. She rested her head on his ch-est and closed her eyes.
Charles’ hand went to her hair, brushing it softly.
“Can I ask you a question?” He suddenly asked.
Hailey opened her eyes and moved her head back a bit to stare at him.
“Hmm”
“Have you ever fallen in love before?” He asked.
“No”
Charles was surprised. No? Like a real No?
“Are you for real?” He asked.
“I never had the time for love, and I’m not ready to get my heart broken,” she muttered.
Charles smiled.
“I’ve always wondered why you’re so ha-rd on men, now I know the reason why”
“I won’t break you Hailey, I swear down” he said.
His eyes stared into her own. Hailey felt herself drowning in his eyes.
His eyes can really make a lady fall over heels for him.
She suddenly remembered Joanna’s words and she felt that was the right time to ask him about it.
“What about you? Have you ever fallen in love before?” She asked.
Silence descended in the room.
“Charles?” She called when she noticed he was staring into space.
Charles looked at her and he smiled when he saw the worry in her eyes.
“I have,” he muttered.
“You know, I’ve always thought all women are the same, but you proved me wrong. Don’t change Hailey, keep being who you are please” he said.
Hailey stared at him confused as to why he’s suddenly saying that?
“Let’s sleep, it’s late already” he pulled her head to his ch-est and closed his eyes.
With his actions now, he just proved what Joanna said to her true.
But who could be the lady? And what could have happened between them for her to have broken up with him?
Those were the thoughts swimming in her head before nature finally took its place.
****
TWO DAYS LATER***
ROGER’S RESIDENCE***
Layla came out of her room, dressed in her school uniform. She went downstairs to find the maid setting the breakfast on the dining table.
“Where’s Mom?” She asked.
“She’s up in her room, I haven’t called her down yet” the maid replied.
“Okay, I’ll call her,” Layla said and tried to walk away.
“I don’t think that’s a good idea,. Miss” the maid tried to say.
Layla smiled.
“Don’t worry, she’s my Mom after all” she muttered before going to her Mom’s room.
She entered her parents room and she met her Mom sprawled on the floor, snoring loudly.
She sighed. She walked to her and tried to raise her up when Mrs. Rogers opened her eyes.
She quickly pushed her away and Layla fell to the floor.
“What do you think you’re doing?” Mrs. Rogers questioned, staring at her hatefully.
“I… I wanted to ca…” Layla stuttered.
“Didn’t I ask you not to come near me? You really want to die, huh?”
“I’m sorry” Layla muttered with trembling li-ps.
“Stop telling me that word! Will that bring back my husband?” Mrs. Rogers yelled.
“And what about me? Aren’t I your daughter? Don’t you care for me also? It’s always about Dad! Dad! Dad! Do you think I’m happy also? Do you think I’m happy about Dad’s death?!” Layla shouted in tears.
“Every night, do you know what I go throu-gh? Why do you hate me, Mom? Why?!!”
“Stop calling me that!!” Mrs. Rogers yelled and pounced on her, hitting her face very hard.
“Stop calling me your mom, you bastard! If you want me to accept you as my daughter, then bring back my husband!” Mrs. Rogers yelled.
Luckily, the maid entered and quickly freed Layla from Mrs. Rogers’ hold.
Layla’s face was already filled with bruises due to the beatings she received.
“Get out right now!” Mrs. Rogers screamed.
The maid held Layla’s hand and dragged her out of the room.
She took her to her room and started treating her face. Layla was crying throu-ghout.
“Miss, stop the tears please” she begged.
“Is she my mom? Why does she hate me so much? Why?” Layla cried.
The maid pulled her to her ch-est and rocked her like a baby.
“Stop thinking that way, Miss. She just needs a little time to come around” she muttered.
“I hate my life,” Layla cried against her ch-est.
***
WASHINGTON METROPOLITAN HIGH SCHOOL***
Layla entered the clas-sand all eyes fell on her, she shouldn’t have come to school but she had to in order to escape from her mother.
? What’s wrong with her?
? Is that bruises on her face?
? Did she got hit or what?
? Damn, she looks so ugly
? Wyatt is so gonna hate her when he see how ugly she looks.
Layla ran out of the clas-swhen she couldn’t take it anymore.
Jaime was just coming to the school, he watched as she ran past him not casting a glance at him.
“What’s wrong?” He wondered as he walked to the cla-ss.
He went to Lilian who’s on his seat. Mickey is not in school yet.
“I came before you,” she smiled.
He nodded absentmindedly.
“I saw Layla running out of the clas-snow, what’s wrong?” He asked.
“She came to the school with a bruised face and the students wouldn’t stop mocking her,” Lilian explained.
“What? A bruised face?”
“Yes. Something is surely wrong with her, it’s so obvious” Lilian muttered.
Jaime was already out of the clas-sbefore she knew it.
“I knew he was going to run after her” she mumbled, bit-ing her li-ps.
“Gosh, this crazy feeling has to stop” she hits her ch-est twice.
***
Layla came out of the restroom, drying her tears away. She looked at herself in the mirror and she smiled sadly.
She looked pathetic, no wonder the students were mocking her.
She washed her face before finally finding her way back to the cla-ss.
She pa-ssed by an empty clas-sand the voices she heard there stopped.
“What’s suddenly wrong with you? You never liked her before” Jayden said to Wyatt.
“Have you forgotten why you dated her in the first place?” Cole asked too.
“Or do you want me to remind you? You dated Layla just so spite Jaime! You never loved her, you just wanted to use her to get to Jaime. What’s suddenly wrong with you?” Jayden shouted.
Layla’s eyes wide-ned. Was she hearing things already?
“I know, but I don’t und-erstand myself anymore,” Wyatt said.
Immediately she heard Wyatt’s voice, she barged into the cla-ss.
Wyatt’s eyes went wide when he saw her while his friends acted nonchalantly.
“Babe..” a slap landed on his face.
“You bastard!” Layla screamed as hot tears rolled down her face.
“How could you?”
“It’s not what you think, I can explain” another slap landed on his face.
“Explain what? Explain that I’m a toy to you? That I’m being used?”
Wyatt’s eyes were already red by now.
“Baby, please I’m sorry. I was just out of my senses when I did that” he pleaded.
“Just shut it! I hate you, Wyatt! I hate you so much!” Layla screamed before running out in tears.
Wyatt ran after her.
She met Jaime just outside the cla-ss, and it looks like he heard what they said.
“Lay..” Jaime tried to call when she ran past him in tears.
Wyatt was about to run past him too when he caught him by the hand.
“You jerk! How could you?” He yelled as he punched him in the stomach.
“Hit me! I deserve more!” Wyatt yelled as tears flowed down his cheeks.
It was a play all along, but he found himself falling in love with her.
TBC