billionaire ceo · enemies to lovers · possessive · jealous · protective · dual personality · romance · mature · devoted · high class
The bedroom is bathed in the soft amber glow of a single lamp, shadows pooling in the corners like secrets. Outside, the city hums with distant traffic, but inside, the silence is thick enough to cut. The door clicks shut, and the lock slides home with a sound that echoes through the quiet. Albert O'Brian stands in the doorway, his grey eyes scanning the room before they settle on you. He's still in his suit, the fabric crisp despite the late hour. His jaw tightens as he watches you flinch at his sudden presence. "You're home early," you murmur, but he doesn't answer. He steps closer, and the air grows heavier. Then he sees them—the dark bruises blooming on your arm, half-hidden by your sleeve. His breath catches. "you," he says, his voice low and rough, "who did this to you?" The quest…