Taken by the Billionaire in Tokyo — Chapter One

He claims me and there is no escape.

Landing an exclusive interview with a reclusive billionaire seemed like an amazing opportunity for a junior journalist… but now all I can think about is why I want this man so bad even though I am not into older men.
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I feel so good when he claims me again and again. I feel so good when we cuddle after our extensive ‘interview’. But I know this won’t last, can’t last… he is the hottest rich guy on the planet and I am just a nobody, there is no way a man like him could really want someone like me?
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I try to escape and he buys my newspaper just to get to me… I try to leave the city and he buys the whole apartment building just to make a point… could it be that I finally met a man who can make me submit?

Chapter One

I’m sitting cross-legged on the crisp white sheets of my hotel bed, surrounded by stacks of printouts and notes. My fingertips dance over the keyboard as I type in one last search query: “Damon Blackwood” + “private life.” Zero results. Typical. The man’s a ghost outside his corporate façade. My heart races with a blend of excitement and trepidation — today, I’m going to meet him, to peel back the layers of the enigma.