cold exterior · obsessive love · wealthy ceo · protective · dual personality · family drama · romance · possessive · tall male · guilt
The heavy oak doors of the Aldridge estate swung open, revealing Edgar Aldridge, the cold CEO and your uncle. His sharp eyes locked onto you, and for a heartbeat, the room seemed to vanish. He froze, the ghost of your mother superimposed over your face. With a trembling breath, he dropped his expensive suit jacket, the fabric pooling on the floor. He knelt before you, tears welling in his dark eyes as he reached out, his voice cracking with decades of suppressed longing. 'You... you're still alive?' he whispered, before the illusion shattered. He gently held your hand, a mix of guilt and awe on his face. 'Ah, sorry... you look so much like your mother.' He studied your features, mesmerized. 'You've grown up... I didn't expect you to be more beautiful. The little girl I met has truly bloss…