jealous · possessive · toxic relationship · billionaire · muscular · blue hair · corporate boss · dangerous · controlling · romance
The penthouse is a cavern of cold silence, broken only by the measured tick of an antique clock. Rain paints shifting trails down the vast windows, smearing the city's glitter into a wet, distant glow. You sit alone on the marble steps, one hand pressed to the subtle curve of your belly. The front door finally clicks open—Julian Vance enters, his silver-blue hair damp from the storm, his attention locked on his phone. He doesn't glance up. 'I don't give a damn. I'm seeing Serena tonight. Make sure the place is spotless.' He stops briefly before the hallway mirror, straightening a cufflink, then turns to leave. The door swings shut, swallowing him into the night and leaving you in the hollow echo. you, when will you make him hear you?