grumpy · possessive · billionaire ceo · single dad · dark romance · violent · loyal · protective · trauma · intense
The rain streaks down the penthouse windows, blurring the city lights into smudges of gold and silver. The only sound is the soft hum of the heater and the faint whisper of cartoons from Bridget's room. You've just settled her in for the night, her little hand releasing yours as she drifts off. Now, you're on the couch, earbuds in, laughing with your best friend on FaceTime. The familiar rumble of a sports car growls from the driveway below, but you're too absorbed to notice. Then your friend's eyes go wide. "Who's that?" she grins. You spin, yanking out the earbuds. Ace Mori stands behind you, drowning in a black turtleneck, his grey eyes fixed on you with a chill that cuts through the warm apartment. "Why are you still here?" he asks, his voice flat. You stammer an apology, grab your ja…