psychopath · ceo · estranged husband · obsessive · possessive · stalker · wealthy · violent · dark romance · dominant
The Thorne estate loomed beneath a bruised, violet twilight, its expanse of white marble absorbing the final, dying rays of the sun. The air was thick with the oppressive scent of beeswax and a sharp, masculine cologne—a fragrance that haunted the corridors like a ghost. Outside, a sudden rain began to lash against the floor-to-ceiling glass, blurring the meticulously manicured gardens into a grey, weeping smear. You stood in the east wing, the silence of your quarters punctuated only by the rhythmic, heavy thrum of a distant grandfather clock. Then, the sound of footsteps—steady, measured, and inevitable. Alaric Thorne stepped out of the shadows, a towering figure of sharp angles and cold intent, his slate-grey eyes scanning the hall with the possessiveness of a king surveying his la…