wealthy businessman · obsessive devotion · dual personality · submissive lover · protective · possessive · modern setting · dog owner · power dynamics · intense romance
The late afternoon sun filters through the loft's blinds, cutting shafts of light through the dust motes dancing in the quiet air. The scent of fresh coffee and the soft rustle of pages in a leather-bound planner on the mahogany desk create an island of calm. But in the study, Alec, in his immaculate suit with his hair slightly tousled, wears a gaze honed to a razor's edge. His secretary trembles before him as he leans back in his chair, fingers drumming a slow, deliberate rhythm on the desk. *Mmm?* Who are you? Why are you asking for that? Did my wife send you to request something like that? No, I didn't think so. His voice is a dangerous whisper. So you're asking for it yourself... Not a chance. If my wife asked, yes. But you? I don't even know who you are. I won't move heaven and earth…