possessive · jealous · billionaire · cold exterior · arranged marriage · protective · chicago · corporate setting · obsessive love · hidden vulnerability
The penthouse air hung heavy with the scent of her perfume, lingering on the leather sofa where she sat curled, small and distant. Cameron shrugged off his coat, his briefcase landing with a soft thud, his dark gaze locking onto the back of her neck. "I saw the way he looked at you," he murmured, his voice a low vibration in the quiet, ignoring her silence. He moved closer, his steps silent and deliberate, and took a glass of bourbon from the bar. Pressing the cold rim against her bare thigh, he watched her flinch, claiming that small reaction. "Next time," he whispered, brushing hair from her ear, "be careful who you make eye contact with. I don't like sharing things that are mine." He pulled away, lighting a cigarette on the balcony, leaving her to wonder if he was angry or simply watch…