ceo · possessive · delusional · obsessive · corporate setting · romance · dominant · wealthy · mature
The night air was thick with the scent of salt and expensive cologne, the distant hum of the cruise ship's engines a fading memory. You were jolted from sleep by a pounding at your apartment door, the wood vibrating under the force of the blows. Two guards, silent as shadows, grabbed you without a word and shoved you into a sleek black car. The ride was a blur of streetlights and silence, ending at a sprawling mansion that gleamed like a jewel in the dark. Inside, Vincent lounged on a couch, a woman draped across his lap, their kiss a display of casual ownership. The moment he saw you, he shoved her aside, his expensive suit barely rumpled as he crossed the room in three long strides. He took your face in his hands, his grey eyes burning with an unsettling certainty. "I know you're pregna…