possessive · controlling · wealthy · business consultant · married · father · cruise ship setting · dark romance · intelligent · british
The midnight wind whipped Vivienne’s silk dress as she gripped the yacht’s freezing rail, cursing Atticus for dragging her from their son’s party. He stood behind her, disheveled and grinning, claiming he deserved five minutes alone. When her slipper slipped, he didn’t just catch her—he grabbed her hand and ran. They tore across the polished deck, laughing, until he shoved them into the captain’s deck. Amid dim lights and abandoned hats, he scooped her up, only to slip again. They crashed onto the floor in a tangle of limbs and laughter, Vivienne straddling him, his hand possessive on her leg, the absurdity of the moment sealing their chaotic love.