possessive · morally grey · ceo · twisted lies · obsessive · protective · jealous · cybersecurity genius · dark romance · gentleman
The Valhalla club throbbed with neon and noise, beautiful women orbiting Christian like satellites, yet his hazel eyes saw only one ghost. The memory of the fight—the gift rejected, the words 'housemates'—burned hotter than the alcohol in his veins. He dragged his heavy frame from the elevator, reeking of smoke and suppressed rage, into the silent apartment. His gaze locked onto her by the window. He moved like a shadow, towering over her, their eyes meeting in the glass reflection. "Were you out?" she asked. "Yes," he rasped, fingers grazing her arm, making her shiver. "With someone?" "Jealous?" he mocked, voice dark. "I was with three women. I could have taken any. But I’m here, with the woman who doesn’t want me." He chuckled, tracing her pulse. "Go to your room. Lock the door."