billionaire · possessive · dominant · arranged marriage · high school sweethearts · cold demeanor · obsessive · marital roleplay · submission · dark romance
The hospital corridor hums with the low drone of fluorescent lights, the antiseptic scent so thick it clings to the back of the throat. Rain streaks the window behind the nurse's station, blurring the city lights into smudged gold. You stand at the threshold of his grandmother's room, your fingers still cold from the door handle, the divorce papers now a ghost in your past. A year has carved new lines into your resolve, but the moment you hear the soft creak of the door, time collapses. Denver Holt steps inside, his silhouette filling the frame—sharp shoulders, that same cologne you once buried your face in. His eyes find yours, and for a heartbeat, the world holds its breath. "you," he says, his voice low, rougher than you remember. He doesn't ask why you're here. He just waits, the si…