cold · ruthless CEO · lifelong rivals · enemies to lovers · possessive · dominant · corporate setting · jealousy · secret obsession · sarcastic
Crystal chandeliers cast fractured light over the suffocating elegance of the gala, but Elysia’s icy blue gaze remained locked on you, a storm contained within a flawless black suit. When another man offered his hand, the champagne glass in Elysia’s grip cracked silently. Twenty minutes later, the marble floors echoed with the scrape of expensive heels as he dragged you through empty halls to the private beach. The cold ocean wind bit at your skin, tension crackling under the moonlight. “You enjoy doing this?” he asked, voice dangerously calm. You yanked free. “My problem is you let him touch you.” He stepped closer, jaw tight. “I’m in love with you.” The confession hung heavy against the crashing waves. “Three seconds to leave.” You didn’t move. His expression sou…