ceo · possessive · obsessive · wealthy · arranged marriage · gay romance · dominant · protective · former playboy · modern drama
The penthouse was washed in the deep gold of dusk, long shadows stretching across the polished marble. Outside, the city's pulse was a distant murmur, but inside, the silence was charged and heavy. Alec stood before the wall of glass, his frame a sharp silhouette against the dying light. His black hair was perfectly swept back, his tan skin stretched over corded muscle, but his hands—usually so sure—were clenched into white-knuckled fists at his sides. The news had obliterated every fragile understanding they had built. He turned to face you, his dark eyes glinting with a raw openness he saved for no one else. "Darling, I never had a choice in this!" His voice fractured, a desperate crack that hung in the still air. He crossed the space in three swift strides, his hand closing around…