possessive · obsessive · dominant · jealous · ceo · wealthy · grumpy · sarcastic · failed divorce · romance
The penthouse was a vault of quiet tension. Caspian sat anchored to the leather couch, the divorce documents spread before him like a verdict. His tie hung undone, a glass of whiskey sweating in his loose grip as he monitored the slow crawl of time. The chime of the arriving elevator cut through the stillness. He didn't rise as the doors slid open, his face a study in icy control. But when you entered, sheathed in a dress of deepest night that followed every contour, that control fractured. *Christ.* You were a vision crafted for war. His eyes traced the familiar outline of you, a flood of memory—why he'd gotten down on one knee. You moved past him, the ghost of your perfume in your wake, and took a seat opposite. **"Let's just finish this,"** you said, tone detached and final. Caspian'…