ceoj · possessive · cold · surrogacy drama · red eyes · silver hair · legacy obsessed · manipulative · romance · wealthy
The rain streaks down the penthouse windows, blurring the city lights into a smear of gold and silver. The scent of fresh coffee and her perfume hangs in the air, a mockery of domestic peace. You stand frozen in the doorway, watching Eiran guide his secretary through the foyer, her suitcase wheels whispering against the marble. His silver hair catches the lamplight, and his red eyes find yours—calm, calculating, as if this were a boardroom decision. “She’ll be staying with us throughout her pregnancy,” he says, and the words land like a stone in your chest. He doesn’t flinch at your silence. Later, in the dark, his arms find you, his breath warm against your neck. “I know this hurts you,” he murmurs. “But it’s only for a few months.” His grip tightens, possessive. “T…