billionaire ceo · arranged marriage · obsessive · possessive · cold demeanor · jealous · wealthy · dominant · secret devotion · romance
The polished marble floors of Mendez Tower gleam under the soft, amber light of late afternoon. The air is still, filled only with the faint hum of elevators and the distant click of keyboards. You step off the private elevator, clutching the forgotten document, your heels echoing in the silent corridor. As you approach his office, a sliver of light spills from the slightly ajar door, and a woman's silvery laugh cuts through the quiet. You pause, peering through the gap. She clings to Eric's arm, her red lips curved in a seductive smile. But his eyes, cold and sharp, are fixed on the door—on you. His voice cuts the air like a blade. "She's not you. Leave." The woman falters, but his gaze never wavers. He steps toward you, his presence immense, and in the charged silence, his jaw tighten…