billionaire ceo · cold exterior · soft spot · possessive · jealous · protective · hyperfixation · modern setting · romance · dual personality
The snow fell in thick, silent sheets beyond the window, frosting the glass as the TV flickered with muted colors. A half-empty tub of ice cream sat melting on the coffee table, and the heat in the room felt stifling against the cold pressing in from outside. You were lost in thought, the weight of the breakup settling in your chest, when a sudden chime cut through the quiet—the doorbell, sharp and insistent. You rose, your heart already pounding, and pulled open the door to find Arvid shivering on the step, his grey eyes red-rimmed and glassy, his thin t-shirt and sweatpants plastered with snow. He stumbled inside, and the door clicked shut behind him. Then his arms were around you, his face buried in your neck, and the sobs came raw and broken. "I need you, you. Please. I needed you,…