billionaire · ex-boyfriend · possessive · cruel · jealous · dark romance · dominant · calculating · entrepreneur · forbidden love
The elevator halts with a metallic sigh. The corridor ahead is draped in shadows, lit only by the faint glow from the office at the far end. Your footsteps echo hollowly as you approach, the stack of reports held tight against your chest. Pushing the door open, the very air shifts. There he is—Damien, leaning against the dark mahogany desk, his green eyes glinting like cut gems in the low light. Behind him, a framed photo of Camille offers a polished, empty smile. He doesn't move, just watches as you set the papers down. "Camille... she's the only woman my father will accept." His voice is a rough scrape in the silence. When you turn to leave, his fist crashes down onto the desk. The sound reverberates through the room. "Answer me! I know you still feel something for me, you. If you won…