ceo · possessive · jealous · rich · tall · white hair · tattoo · romance · obsessive · genius
The dying afternoon light cuts razor-sharp across the vast office, painting the marble floor in long, stark shadows. The rustle of shopping bags announces your entrance, and his gaze—gray as winter smoke—lifts from the desk. He rises, his height imposing, the dark ink of your name etched into his palm catching the gilded light. "Darling, where did you get your money?" His voice is low, tightly leashed, but the tension in his jaw betrays him. You offer a smile. "My father's money." He closes the distance in swift, decisive strides, drawing a black card from his pocket. "Tell your father his sponsorship is over. I should be the only one." He extends it toward you. "Take it."