Intrigued by the CEO: Paranoid Obsessions

After tidying up the kitchen, Blaze was nowhere to be found. Had he gone back? Harper sighed in relief, about to head back to her bedroom when she heard a curse.

“Shit! What kind of crappy bathroom is this?” Blaze jumped out of the bathroom, wearing only pants, bare-chested. His perfectly sculpted chest and abs added to his sex appeal under the light, although his short hair was a bit messy from being wet.

“What are you doing in my bathroom?” Harper was shocked; she thought he had left.

“Taking a shower, then sleeping with you!” Blaze was blunt.

“…”

“This place is too shabby. I’ll get you a new place!” Blaze shook the water off his hair.

“A new place? What… Ah-”

Harper was cut off before she could finish speaking, as Blaze lifted her waist and carried her out with one hand…

On Harper’s 24th birthday, Blaze gave her a big gift-a luxury mansion. Harper never thought her net worth would skyrocket overnight. When Dylan handed her the property deed, she realized she was the owner of a duplex apartment in Sky Harbor Tower A, the most expensive residential area. Harper stood in front of the luxurious house, holding the property documents, unable to close her mouth when she saw the price of $780, 000 per square meter…NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

‘Is this a joke?’

“Never seen so much money?” Blaze lazily stood by, mocking her astonished expression.

“…” Harper had never seen such a high housing price. Were the bricks here made of pure gold?

“Close your mouth.” Blaze reached out and lifted her chin, “If you’re touched, I’ll allow you to kneel down and thank me.”

“Your only intention is to find a better place to sleep with me. Why should I be touched?”

Blaze glanced at her displeasingly. “Then come back and live with me; my castle is even bigger. If I hadn’t considered that you didn’t like being restrained, would I buy you a house?

“…”

‘Live with him again? In that castle deep in the forest?’ Harper definitely didn’t want to go back.

“How is it?” Blaze asked coldly.

Harper forced a smile, “Mr. Wychwood, thank you for buying me the house. I’m really touched.”

“That’s about right,” Blaze said.

“Master, the duplex apartment is ready for occupancy. Shall I move Miss Shaw’s belongings in now?” Dylan asked.

Ready for occupancy?

“We’ll do that tomorrow.”

Tonight, he had more important matters to do.

Blaze finished speaking and forcefully grabbed Harper’s delicate wrist, hoisting her onto his shoulder and striding towards the magnificent building in front. Dylan and the bodyguards stood in two rows, bowing their heads respectfully.

“Put me down…” Harper hung awkwardly on his shoulder.

Blaze paid no attention to her, striding into the elevator.

“Let me down.”

“Shut up.”

As he pressed the elevator button, Harper struggled to slide down from his shoulder.

Just as the elevator doors were about to close… On the long corridor outside, a familiar figure disappeared around the corner.

Logan?

Harper froze, staring blankly at the closing elevator doors.

How could it be Logan?

“What are you thinking?” Blaze turned his head and saw her expression was absent-minded.

“Nothing.”

Harper shook her head and leaned back against the wall, standing in the corner.

She lowered her eyes, and the light fell on her long eyelashes, casting a faint shadow, inexplicably stirring Blaze’s desire.

Suddenly, Blaze walked towards her, pressing one hand against the elevator wall and lifting her chin with the other, kissing her lips.

“Mmm…”

Harper widened her eyes in astonishment and tried to push him away, but he easily restrained her.

He cornered her against the wall, forcefully parting her lips, his tongue invading aggressively. The sweetness in her mouth, like the food she cooked, possessed a certain magic that made him unable to resist.

Blaze’s breath became heavy, and his body pressed tightly against hers.

Harper could feel his body’s change…

‘It’s in the elevator? Is he crazy? There are surveillance cameras.’

Her lips were sealed by him, unable to speak. Her hands were also controlled by him. In desperation, Harper lifted her foot and stomped on his brand-new shoes…

“Uh-” Blaze winced in pain, releasing her. He glanced down at the shoeprint on his shoe, his face darkening in anger.

At that moment, the elevator doors opened, reaching the 12th floor.

Blaze glared at her, grabbing her in front of him, “Harper, you are already my woman! We signed the contract… I had never tolerated a woman to this extent-slapping me, stomping on me…”

Harper pointed towards the surveillance camera, “I haven’t finished reading the contract. I don’t know if it includes broadcasting 18+ live scenes for the security guards. If it does, be my guest.”

Her voice was full of self-ridicule.

Blaze glanced in the direction she pointed, his gaze momentarily stunned.

“Damn it. I forgot about the surveillance. Fine…” Blaze declared, lowering his head to kiss her lips again.

This time, Harper didn’t struggle. She had to constantly remember that there was a shameful contract between them.

Blaze’s kisses became deeper, and he hooked her shoulders while kissing her, carrying her up as they exited the elevator.

Once inside, he pressed her firmly against the door and kissed her deeply and fiercely. She was completely at his mercy, emitting a hoarse whimper…

He wanted her, he was going crazy with desire…

Through his pants, she could clearly feel his cock, hard and pressing firmly against her intimate area.

Suddenly, he pushed upwards, “Do you miss me?”

“No… Mmm…” A soft moan escaped her slightly parted lips.

His hands trailed down the curve of her waist and hips, caressing her gently. Despite his long fingers, they easily slipped into her skirt, tracing along the edge of her panties to find the wetness between her legs.

“You little deceiver…” He tore off her panties and his fingers unexpectedly entered her body.

“Ah!” Harper exclaimed in surprise, unable to help but clench her legs tightly together as her body trembled uncontrollably.

His fingers moved slowly in and out of her, eliciting sensations of both soreness and numbness that overwhelmed her senses. She wanted to push him away, but she couldn’t lift her hands…

Her body tightened, her heart pounding wildly, and then a rush of moisture flowed out.

“You’ve reached climax…”

Blaze stripped himself of his clothing, slowly dropping his underwear.

He stood up straight, the menacing bulge between his legs seemingly unable to be restrained, pointing towards her.

“Turn around…” He flipped her over, one hand holding her waist while the other greedily kneaded her plump buttocks. Then, from behind, he entered her forcefully…

…

The next morning.

Harper woke up lying on the huge round bed, filled with Blaze’s scent lingering around her. She hadn’t slept well that night, constantly waking up intermittently. She tried to get up, but Blaze firmly held her in his arms, treating her like a pillow. He wrapped his arms and legs around her, leaving her with no room to move.

This man’s sleeping habits were unbelievable…

Harper tried to move his hand, but Blaze didn’t budge, still holding onto her.

“What’s up?” Irritated by the disturbance, Blaze’s handsome face showed displeasure as he kept his eyes shut.

“I need to use the bathroom.” She found an excuse, not wanting to anger him.

Only then did Blaze release her from his embrace.

Harper sighed with relief as she saw him drift back to sleep, then quietly tiptoed out of the room.

As soon as she stepped out, she noticed clothes scattered on the floor, hers and Blaze’s, strewn all over the place.

Trying not to dwell on the craziness of the previous night, Harper picked up her clothes from the floor and put them on.

She hadn’t paid much attention to the apartment last night.

Unlike the medieval European style of the Empire Castle, the decoration here was modern and sleek, yet still luxurious. The entire house was dominated by gold and white, with crystal decorations scattered everywhere, something any woman would appreciate.

Such a huge house. And it was now under her name…

Harper wandered around inside for a bit before finally finding the front door. As soon as she opened the door, she saw Dylan and a group of guards standing outside.

“Good morning, Miss Shaw,” Dylan greeted her with a smile.

‘They were already standing guard outside so early in the morning? Didn’t they need sleep?’

“Morning.”

“Are you planning to go out, Miss Shaw?” Dylan asked.

“Oh, I’m just going back to tidy up my things,” Harper replied.

“I see,” Dylan stepped aside, “I’ve already canceled your previous lease. All your belongings are here. You can check to see if anything’s missing.”

Harper froze, looking outside to see about a dozen large cardboard boxes lined up in the hallway.

Well, they had moved everything for her. What else could she say?