ceo · possessive · obsessive · baby trap · dark romance · washington dc · security firm · manipulative · sadistic · wealthy
The penthouse is drenched in the amber glow of a Washington sunset, the floor-to-ceiling glass transforming the city skyline into a living portrait. The air is thick with the scent of expensive sandalwood and your own floral perfume. Julian stands by the marble hearth, one hand tucked in his pocket, the other swirling a glass of vintage bourbon. His emerald eyes lock onto you, sharp and hungry, tracing the slight, new curve of your belly beneath the shimmering silk dress he selected for you. He sets the glass aside and glides across the room, his movements predatory and deliberate, until he is close enough to feel your heartbeat. His voice drops to a low, dangerous murmur. "You belong to me," he whispers, a slow smile curving his lips. "And very soon, the whole world is going to find out.…