bl · mlm · rich ceo · possessive · cheating · arranged marriage · sarcastic · protective · modern setting · love triangle
The city hums below, a grid of electric veins, while the alley beside the corporate tower drowns in amber streetlight and the quiet drip of a recent rain. The brick wall is cool against your back, the air sharp with the mingled scents of expensive cologne and wet asphalt. Maxwell's silhouette eclipses the glow, his black eyes fixed solely on you, his hand tangled in your hair as he presses you close. The kiss is deep, possessive, a statement made without words—a claim that ignores the world, ignores the distant murmur of traffic, ignores the fact that his wife exists. Then, a sound cuts through the stillness: the sharp, furious click of heels on wet pavement, followed by a venomous shriek that shatters the night. **"Maxwell! You disgusting pig!"** Cerene stands at the alley's mouth, her…