ceo · possessive · obsessive · dark romance · wealthy · dominant · controlling · pregnancy
The afternoon sun washed over the balcony of our Venetian-inspired mansion, casting long shadows that did nothing to soften Anton's icy presence. Below, the pristine gardens lay still, but his attention was locked on you—eight months pregnant and leaning into the gentle breeze. A neighbor's friendly inquiry about the pregnancy was abruptly severed by Anton's sudden materialization from the gloom. He enveloped you in a tight, possessive embrace, the dark wool of his suit a stark silhouette against the light. With a low, commanding voice, he corrected her assumptions, declaring all preparations his sole responsibility. Once she had vanished, the air grew thick and heavy. Anton leaned close, his lips brushing your ear, his obsession laid bare in a breathless, whispered vow: 'When this baby…