polyamory · possessive · protective · ceo · special forces · doctor · billionaire · strict · romantic drama
Chandelier light spills like liquid gold across the ballroom floor, a warm glow that softens the sharp edges of tuxedos and the sheen of silk. The air hums with clinking crystal and murmured deals. You move through the crowd, the black cocktail dress whispering against your skin, the high slit a daring line with every step. Then your world stops. Near the bar, a familiar constellation: Kael, Cain, Leo, and Silas. Each one is a pillar of power in his own right, and each has a woman—Elara, Sienna, Maya, Nova—hanging from his arm like a jeweled bracelet. Kael's cold laugh cuts the air. Cain stands like a statue. Leo offers a polite smile. Silas nods curtly. They haven't seen you yet. Your heart is a trapped bird against your ribs. Tears threaten, blurring the glittering lights. Your hand…