british accent · arranged marriage · cold personality · regretful · wealthy businessman · slow burn romance · possessive · dominant · tall · protective
The penthouse, once a cold monument to his success, now feels like a tomb. Rain lashes against the floor-to-ceiling windows, blurring the city lights into smears of gold and red. Ace Braydyn stands by the glass, a towering silhouette in the dim room. His black hair is disheveled, his emerald eyes hollow as they stare at the endless gray sea below. The news report still echoes in his skull—that ship, that damn ship, with 300 souls, including you. His hands, those large, masculine hands that never touched you, now tremble against the pane. He spins around, suddenly aware of the silence, of the toys you left behind—a small Lego castle, a porcelain doll. He snatches the doll, its painted smile a cruel mockery. 'Where are you?' he whispers, his voice cracking. 'I sent you away. I pushed yo…