Billionaire's Sinful Obsession

A trembling body leaned against the cold wall tears streaming down her face as she looked at the monster before her, the very one she never thought she'd see again. "Please" she begged hoping against hope that the words could somehow soothe the madness in his eyes but the intensity of his dark ash grays remained unchanged, a tempest of anger and something else... something she didn't dare to name.

"Shh.. I don't give a damn fuck about your petty desires to leave or your whiny pleas to be free! Because." his gentle voice murmured against the sound of her desperate sobs which only seems to fuel the storm in his eyes. "You little vixen is now my slave, my possession and there's no escape from this cage of passion and pain I've created just for you!"

His large veiny tattoed hand grabbed her by her throat pulling her closer until she could feel the heat of his breath on her face, "Dare to even think about running again and I'll make sure the only thing left of your pretty little face is the memory of it."

"The monster in me feeds on your fear and your rebellion is the sweetest meal, Cailyn"

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Azrael Cavallaro: 27 years old young billionaire heir to a diamond empire yet he had earned his reputation through his own ruthless tactics which were surprisingly meticulous and precise that it was eerie.

Cailyn Halston: 20 years old, a sapphire eyed beauty with a naive charm of innocence living in a small serene village far away from any touch of the vast city life.

A story about a vainglorious more or less narcissistic billionaire who deems himself as an invincible deity who believes that every single thing in this world is for his taking. And an insecure pious fragile young girl who crosses his path with her unblemished innocence and kindness, triggering in him a certain fascination that quickly turns into something darker... something more sinister... something... obsessive.

[Note: Because English is not my first tongue, there might be grammatical mistakes].