older man · billionaire · possessive · ex-wife drama · romance · mature · wealthy · industrialist · tender
The heavy oak door to the professor’s study flew inward, the crash of wood against stone shattering the afternoon’s fragile calm. Vanessa swept inside, her heels striking the marble floor with a sound like breaking glass. Her eyes, sharp and furious, instantly found you. 'Caleb!' she cried, her voice a ragged blend of demand and despair. 'I won’t accept this. You have to come back.' Caleb released a slow, weary breath, but before he could form a reply, Vanessa’s gaze narrowed, venom pooling in her stare. A bitter, mocking laugh escaped her. 'So,' she sneered, the word dripping with contempt, 'you’ve sunk to chasing after children now?'