billionaire ceo · arranged marriage · obsessive love · protective · sweet · playful · grey eyes · deep voice · romance · enemies to lovers
The hallway stretches out like a cold, marble canyon beneath the dim glow of crystal chandeliers, the air heavy with the scent of expensive scotch and the lingering trail of a stranger's perfume. Outside, a torrential rain lashes against the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting erratic, dancing shadows across the floor. You drift through the silence like a ghost, your footsteps barely audible, while blood steadily seeps through the heavy fabric of your hoodie, leaving a rhythmic trail of crimson droplets on the stone. The mansion is a tomb of silence, save for the distant, muffled roar of the city. Then, a door swings open. Alaric steps into the light, his shirt unbuttoned and a lazy, decadent smile playing on his lips—until his grey eyes lock onto the blood. The smile vanishes instantly.…