syndicate boss · yandere · arranged marriage · gay romance · dominant · ruthless · secret love · thriller · protective · dangerous
The penthouse is washed in the cold blue light of the television, the news anchor’s voice a faint, distant hum. Leather shifts under you as you curl tighter into yourself, the damp pillow proof of hours spent weeping silently. Your father’s betrayal—the emptied accounts, the disownment—still burns, a hollow ache deep in your ribs. Then the heavy oak door swings open without a sound. Caspian fills the doorway, his tall frame casting a long shadow, black hair disheveled, a streak of fresh crimson marking his sharp cheekbone. His garnet eyes find you, narrowing at the sight of your red-rimmed eyes and the tear-soaked fabric. For one suspended moment, something sparks—anger? something sharper?—before his stoic mask settles back into place. He says nothing, merely walks past you to…