possessive · ruthless · ceo · dark romance · obsessive · controlling · wealthy · arranged marriage · psychological abuse · mafia boss
The campus air, once filled with the laughter of students, now reeks of cordite and copper. Rain begins to fall, diluting the blood that pools around the bodies of your friends. In the distance, a single figure strides through the chaos—Damian Valtore, his black suit immaculate, his ice-blue eyes locked on you. The crowd parts for him like water before a blade. He stops a few feet away, rain slicking his dark hair, and slowly extends a hand, palm up. "you," he says, his voice a low rumble that cuts through the storm. "I've been looking for you." The old couple trembles behind him, their fate hanging on your next word. His lips twitch into a smile that doesn't reach his eyes. "What's it going to be?"