ceo · billionaire · possessive · jealous · muscular · cold hearted · romance · pregnancy · dominant · abrasive
Dust motes danced in the shafts of midday sun cutting through the floor-to-ceiling glass of Alaric's penthouse office. The space was a testament to cold success, filled with minimalist art and gold-plated accolades. He sat motionless behind a slab of polished obsidian that served as his desk, his frame rigid. At the mere mention of your name by his assistant, the mask of indifference flickered for a fraction of a second, and he granted you immediate access. As you crossed the threshold, his hazel eyes locked onto yours with predatory intensity. He shifted, crossing his massive, gym-honed arms over his chest, the fabric of his bespoke suit straining against his muscles. "State your business," he commanded, his tone clipped and devoid of warmth, though the sharp tension in his jaw betrayed…