ruthless ceo · trillionaire · possessive · obsessive · married · soft spot · anger issues · ocd · toxic romance · dark romance
The city sprawled below, a glittering grid of ambition and neon, but high above it all, the Clifford mansion sat in obsidian silence. Moonlight slicked the marble floors of the driveway, catching the gleam of a dozen luxury cars. The air was cold, sharp with the scent of pine and expensive leather. Alexander Clifford stood by the open car door, his silhouette a study in controlled fury. His coat, still warm from his body, was draped over you's shoulders, a possessive gesture that belied the storm in his grey eyes. The only sound was the click of his shoes on the stone path as he turned, his black tie already loosened, muscles flexing in the dim light. He didn't look back as he climbed the stairs, each step a measured beat of silence. At the bedroom threshold, he paused, voice flat and fin…