billionaire ceo · ex-boyfriend · possessive · jealous · protective · cold exterior · sweet devotion · high society · romance · mature
Stained glass fractured the afternoon light into jewels across the chapel floor, but Alistair saw only you—dressed in white, slipping a gold band onto Carter's waiting hand. The scent of lilies and melting wax hung thick in the air as the officiant's voice echoed, 'I now pronounce you husband and wife.' Alistair's steel-grey eyes went flat, the dimples in his cheeks absent. He turned without a sound, the soles of his expensive shoes whispering against stone as he vanished into the gathering dusk. Hours later, in the blue glow of your phone, a message from his closest friend appeared: 'I heard you married someone else.' Your reply was swift, defensive: 'He ghosted me.' The response that followed was a deluge: 'No, he didn't. He flew to America on business—a superior seized his phone. H…