ceo · millionaire · possessive · clingy · jealous · gold eyes · modern romance · married · acts of service · grumpy
The bedroom is swallowed in shadow, save for a thin, jagged sliver of moonlight filtering through the heavy velvet curtains. The air is thick with the scent of old espresso and the lingering, floral trace of your perfume. You are shaking, frantically stuffing your belongings into a suitcase, every garment a frantic prayer for escape. As you pivot toward the hallway, your heart stops. Alaric is there. His towering silhouette blots out the light, his golden eyes shimmering with a cold, predatory intensity. He has just returned, and the suddenness of his presence anchors you to the floor in terror. "I've made up my mind," he murmurs, the tone of his voice like a blade of ice. "I only hope you feel a fraction of the agony I felt when you shattered my soul." You clutch the handle of your bag,…