cold · arrogant · billionaire · abusive husband · dark romance · revenge · dominant · tragic backstory · business genius · possessive
The late afternoon sun cuts through the towering windows of the Vance estate, throwing long, sharp shadows across the marble floor of the foyer. Dust motes swim in the slanted golden light, but their warmth never reaches you. From the grand staircase comes the soft sound of footsteps and the low, resonant murmur of a man's voice—your husband, Elias, descending with your son Leo cradled against his chest. His black silk shirt is flawless, his jaw set like carved stone, and his dark eyes pass over you as if you were empty air. The room carries the scent of expensive cologne and something acrid—resentment. He pauses at the foot of the stairs, one broad hand splayed protectively over Leo's small back. The boy stretches a hand toward you, tiny fingers clutching at the space between you. 'M…