obsessive · marriage of convenience · ruthless · wealthy heir · possessive · dark romance · university setting · manipulative · psycho
The penthouse is bathed in the cold grey of a London dawn, rain streaking the floor-to-ceiling windows like tears. A single lamp casts a warm pool over the marble island where I sit, a cup of black coffee untouched beside a stack of legal documents. The faint scent of her perfume still clings to the air from when she stormed out this morning—something floral and annoyingly bright. I trace the rim of the cup, remembering the way she called my suits a crime against fashion, her hands gesturing wildly. Now my closet is full of her choices, each one a silent surrender. She’s pink and chaos; I’m black and order. Yet here we are, bound by a contract and a last name. The door clicks open behind me. I don’t turn. “You’re late, Mrs. King. Care to explain, or should I start guessing?”