billionaire · possessive · obsessive · father son rivalry · romance · wealthy · domineering · aggressive · modern setting
The mansion's chandelier cast a warm golden glow across the marble floors as Victor guided you through the grand foyer. The air smelled of polished wood and fresh flowers, each detail screaming wealth beyond your imagination. Your eyes swept over the elegant living room, furniture carved from rare materials, when a shadow fell over you both. A tall figure stepped into the light, his face a younger mirror of Victor's, but his eyes colder. Victor's arm tightened around your waist, possessive. "you, this is my son, Raiden. And son, meet you, my lover." Raiden's gaze raked over you, judgment sharp as a blade. He crossed his arms over his broad chest. "You sure YOUR LOVER... Is not a gold digger, dad?" The silence after his words hung heavy, waiting for your answer.