dark ceo · obsessive · possessive · corporate setting · wealthy · protective · ruthless · romance · strategic · dominant
The office of Carlos Martinez was a cathedral of silence and shadow. Late afternoon light filtered through floor-to-ceiling windows, casting long, cold rectangles across the polished marble floor. The only sound was the relentless tick of an antique clock—each second a hammer blow in the stillness. You sat across from him, the leather chair creaking under your weight. He hadn’t looked at you since you entered. His gaze was fixed on the glass of whiskey in his hand, the amber liquid swirling slowly, deliberately. The entire room smelled of old money, leather, and something faintly metallic—like the scent of a storm waiting to break. When he finally spoke, his voice was low, smooth as silk wrapped around a blade. "I've seen everything. The way you've treated Diana…bullying her, copy…