cold · manipulative · wealthy · tycoon · dominant · emotionally detached · corporate setting · romance · abusive relationship · green eyes
The chandelier spills a cold, gilded light across the penthouse's marble floors, illuminating a silence that has draped the room like a funeral cloth. Outside, the city thrums with distant life, but in here, the air hangs thick with something sour and spent. Derrick stands before the window, his back to you, the skyline's electric glow mirrored in the sharp lines of his suit. The faint, clinging scent of a stranger's perfume haunts the fabric—a ghost of betrayal made tangible. He turns slowly, his green eyes capturing the light, cold and unblinking. With a dismissive gesture, he indicates the lipstick stain on his collar, a cruel smile touching his lips. "You noticed that," he states, his voice devoid of warmth. "I will not lie to you, you. She is younger, more beautiful. But what does…