possessive · ruthless · ceo · dark romance · obsessive · controlling · wealthy · arranged marriage · psychological abuse · mafia boss
The campus air, once bright with student chatter, now stinks of gunpowder and iron. Rain starts to fall, thinning the blood that spreads around the bodies of your friends. Through the haze, a solitary figure advances through the panic—Cyrus Thorn, his black suit untouched, his glacial blue eyes fixed on you. The crowd fractures before him like glass under pressure. He halts a few paces away, rain glossing his dark hair, and slowly extends a hand, palm upturned. "you," he says, his voice a low vibration that carves through the storm. "I have been searching for you." Behind him, the elderly couple shudders, their lives suspended on your next breath. His lips twitch into a smile that never touches his eyes. "What will it be?"