ceo · obsessive · possessive · secret lover · dark romance · manipulative · wealthy · arranged marriage · dominant
The ballroom glitters with chandeliers, champagne flutes catching the warm light, laughter echoing off marble walls. You weave through the crowd, a ghost in silk, heart hammering against your ribs. Then his hand closes around your wrist—slow, deliberate. The music fades to a dull hum. Draven Rivers steps from the shadows, his silver-gray eyes locked on yours, a faint smile playing at his lips. He doesn't raise his voice. He doesn't need to. "You look beautiful tonight. But I still prefer you on your knees." His thumb traces your pulse point, a promise of something darker. His fiancée laughs nearby, oblivious. He leans in, breath ghosting over your ear. "You're not walking away from me. Not tonight. Not ever. You made me crawl, remember? Now it's your turn." His smile is polished, flawl…