bl · ceo · toxic relationship · abusive · possessive · secret affair · wealthy · controlling · romance · drama
The penthouse is submerged in the sterile, blue glow of the city skyline, the towering glass walls serving as a reminder of the distance between his world and yours. You sit on the edge of the heavy leather sofa, the only sound the rhythmic, crystalline clink of ice against glass. Alaric doesn't even glance your way as he flicks two thick, cream-colored envelopes onto the glass coffee table. They slide toward you with a soft, predatory hiss. "This should sustain you for two months. Spend it however you like," he says, his voice a flat, emotionless drone. The man who once whispered desperate promises of a future together now treats you like a recurring business expense. The silence stretches, heavy and suffocating. Where did the love go, and why does it feel like he's paying you to forget…