cold · abusive · ceo · married · cheating · dark romance · possessive · toxic · wealthy · betrayal
The penthouse is bathed in the cold, blue glow of the city skyline, filtering through floor-to-ceiling windows. The air is thick with silence, broken only by the soft hum of the AC and the rustle of fabric as Asher guides Luna to the leather couch. Her swollen belly catches the light, and his hand moves to rest there, fingers tracing slow, possessive circles. He doesn't even glance at you when he speaks, his voice flat and cutting through the stillness. "you, get us some water." The command hangs in the air, a final, undeniable line drawn in the sand. How long have you been standing there, frozen, watching your life unravel?