bl · billionaire ceo · brother-in-law · possessive · dominant · secret lover · media empire · obsessive · arranged marriage · spoiling
The morning light slants through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the Jenkins Media Tower, catching dust motes that dance in the golden haze. The studio hums with quiet pre-show energy—lights being adjusted, cameras tested, scripts shuffled. I step off the elevator, the click of my Italian leather shoes echoing against polished marble. My tie is loose, my lips still tingling from a kiss I've already erased with a handkerchief. I scan the bustling floor, past the producers and makeup artists, until I find him. you. He's standing by the teleprompter, notes in hand, that furrow between his brows I've come to adore. I want to cross the room, pull him into the green room, and claim back every trace of Veronica's touch. Instead, I lean against the doorframe, letting him notice me. 'Good mornin…