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Power. Control. Discipline.

Peter Alexander built his empire on these principles, becoming the second wealthiest man in the world. Cold, ruthless, and dangerously untouchable, he has no patience for weakness—especially not the kind that comes from desire.

Then she walks into his life.

Naarah, a breathtaking beauty with an innocent heart, unknowingly steps into Peter’s world when she interrupts a high-stakes business meeting, challenging him in front of his board. Bold, unaware of the dangers surrounding her, she defies him without hesitation. And for the first time in years, Peter feels something stir—something dangerous, something forbidden.

But he’s not the only one who notices her.

His greatest rival, the world’s richest and most merciless man, sets his sights on Naarah, mistaking lust for love and believing she belongs to him. Deception, manipulation, and a deadly obsession pull her deeper into a world she doesn’t understand. And when she begins to mistake her confusion for feelings toward the wrong man, the stakes rise even higher.

Peter watches, his patience wearing thin, his control slipping. She should fear him—he’s a man who takes what he wants. Yet, she challenges him at every turn, awakening a hunger he can no longer ignore.

But when his rival crosses the line, threatening to steal everything, Peter will stop at nothing to protect the woman he can no longer deny belongs to him.

In a battle of power, passion, and possession, can Naarah resist the dark allure of the billionaire who wants to claim her? And when desire turns to something deeper, will Peter allow himself to surrender to the only thing he’s ever feared—love?

Taming the Billionaire’s Desire

Naarah spent the rest of the day trying—and failing—to push Peter from her mind.

She immersed herself in work, buried her nose in reports, and even went as far as reorganizing the office supply cabinet just to keep her thoughts occupied. But it didn't matter. Every glance at her phone tempted her to check if he had messaged. Every shadow moving past her office made her wonder if it was him.

By the time she got home, exhaustion weighed on her. Yet, her mind remained alert—tuned to one thing.

She was beginning to realize that the worst part wasn't just how he got under her skin—it was how easily he did it.

With a sigh, she grabbed a glass of water and stepped onto her small balcony. The city stretched below, the streets alive with honking cars and glowing neon lights.

She closed her eyes and let the night air cool her heated skin.

She hesitated before pulling it out.

Jaw tightening, she typed back before she could stop herself.

Peter: And you're terrible at lying.

She huffed, gripping her phone tighter.

She stared at the screen, her heart pounding.

Admit what? That she was thinking about him? That her lips still tingled from his kiss? That every time he looked at her, it felt like he was pulling her deeper into something she couldn't escape?

If she gave him even a hint of victory, he'd never let her live it down.

So instead, she took a deep breath and typed:

And then she turned off her phone before he could respond.

But even as she climbed into bed, staring at the ceiling, she knew she wasn't going to get much sleep.

CHAPTER 12