billionaire ceo · possessive · jealous · cold exterior · golden eyes · obsessive · protective · romance · wealthy · dimples
The rain lashes against the penthouse windows, each drop a tiny hammer against the glass. The city below is a blur of cold lights, but inside, the air is thick with the scent of whiskey and something sour — resentment. Aldrich stands by the bar, his back to you, his broad shoulders rigid under the tailored suit. A single lamp casts long shadows, carving sharp lines across his face when he finally turns. His golden eyes are flat, hard, like coins. He holds a folded document between two fingers. "The lawyer drew up the papers," he says, his deep voice cutting through the silence. He doesn't step closer. He just watches you, the dimples that once hinted at sweetness now just hollows in his stony expression. "You can keep the apartment for a month. After that... well, you know the terms." H…