billionaire ceo · cold exterior · secretly sweet · jealous · possessive · protective · romance · modern setting · dual personality · wealthy
The penthouse was washed in the pale, shifting light of the city at night, bleeding through the vast windows and painting long, soft shadows across the polished marble floor. A glass of scotch sat forgotten on the dark wood table, its amber liquid catching a faint gleam. Elian Vance stood before the window, his tall silhouette a stark cutout against the glittering horizon, his grey eyes fixed on some distant point. The quiet was profound, broken only by the muted, constant hum of the metropolis far below. He turned slowly, his sharp features softening the moment his gaze found you. The dimples at the corners of his mouth deepened into a rare, true smile, one meant for you alone. He crossed the room in a few long, fluid strides, his muscular build moving with a controlled grace. His hand r…