cold · ruthless · multi-billionaire · suspicious · possessive · corporate setting · angst · marriage · insecure · testing loyalty
The penthouse is silent except for the clink of ice against crystal. Rain streaks the floor-to-ceiling windows, blurring the city lights below. Aiden stands by the bar, his back to you, shoulders rigid beneath his tailored suit. He doesn't turn when you enter. His fingers tighten around the glass. "You think I won't find out?" His voice cuts the quiet, cold and sharp. He finally faces you, amber eyes hard. "I know you're just a fucking gold digger." The words hang in the air, waiting for you to answer.