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CEO's Crazy Obsession

(Mature Content, No rape!) Charlie Parker, a 27-year-old CEO and hotel owner in San Diego, is cold and reserved, having remained single for two years following a tragic event in his life. Fear continues to dominate him until he encounters Angelica Mahoe, a 22-year-old beautiful girl who captures his heart at first sight. He saves Angelica from the cruelty of her fiancé, Darren, helping her break free from poverty and entering into an intimate yet ambiguous relationship due to his lingering fear of the past. Angelica feels torn, gradually becoming uncomfortable, especially as she must continually hide their intimacy from her mother, who desires her to marry—a stark contrast to Charlie, who avoids labeling their relationship. "If you love me, you should marry me; it's what my mother wants," she says, her voice trembling. "We can't get married..." Charlie responds, his gaze intense. "In that case, let me go... I can't defy my mother's wishes, and I can't stay with you if you don't believe I can help you out of your suffering!" Angelica struggles, wanting to pull away, but Charlie firmly grasps her hand. "You can be with me, even without marriage..." "But I can't!" "But you have to!" Angelica finds it difficult to break free from Charlie, who has become obsessed with her. She feels scared and wants to run, yet she hesitates due to the deep love she feels for Charlie. As everything becomes complicated, forcing her to choose between obeying her mother or understanding Charlie, Angelica is confronted by Darren's reappearance, who still wants her... What should she do? And what will Charlie do to keep her? Will Charlie reveal all her secrets? story by me cover by pinterest

Nonik_Farellidzy · 现代言情
分數不夠
145 Chs

did you kidnap me, Charlie?

The chirping birds and crowing roosters awakened my soul. Slowly, I opened my eyes to a beautifully arranged, predominantly white room. The glass walls revealed a lush green scenery, making me realize I wasn't in his mansion, but the villa.

"Hey, baby..."

Charlie appeared in shorts and a white T-shirt, carrying a tray with a cup and a plate of croissants.

"I've got coffee and croissants," he said, sitting on the edge of the bed and placing the tray on his lap.

My hungry stomach instinctively guided my hand to grab a croissant, and Charlie smiled at me.

"You're hungry," he remarked.

I nodded. "Last night, I was so tired that I lost track of time. I didn't even dream," I said, savoring the croissant.

"It's good," he replied.

"These croissants are still warm..." I took another bite.

"Yes, I just baked them. I bought the dough last night," he explained.