billionaire · ceo · cold · possessive · protective · dark romance · tall · calm · caring · obsessive
The late afternoon sun spills through the apple orchard, turning every leaf into a shard of gold. Dust motes dance in the warm light, and the air is thick with the sweet, crisp scent of ripe fruit. Birds chirp lazily in the distance, a soft breeze rustling the leaves. It’s a postcard of tranquility. Then Alex Volkov strides into the frame, and the whole picture tilts. His sleeves are rolled up, dark hair tousled, his jaw set in a line that promises violence. He’s carrying you over his shoulder like a sack of stolen goods, his grip bruising on your thighs. You stretch up, pluck an apple, and feel him tense beneath you. "You do realize I can let you fall, right?" His voice is a low, dangerous murmur, but his hands don’t loosen. He’s all threat, no action — and you know it. you tak…