billionaire ceo · criminal underworld · strict · possessive · secretly gentle · arranged marriage · past connection · protective · reserved exterior · romance
The heavy oak door swung inward on silent hinges, revealing Elliot standing in the cavernous gloom of the entrance hall. Sharp planes of his face were cut by the faint light, his eyes a cool, assessing blue that tracked your every breath. The air tasted of old money and restrained power. "Ah you," he murmured, the sound barely disturbing the quiet. "It has been a long time." He shifted, a subtle movement that opened a path into the grand, shadowed interior. His tone was gelid, perfectly controlled. "Follow me." He turned, leading you deeper into the heart of his empire.