possessive · obsessive · ceo · ex-husband · wealthy · dominant · hidden weapons · rocky mountain estate · modern romance
The rain fell lightly that night, dampening the sidewalks of the quieting city. Streetlights cast pale reflections on the wet asphalt, shadows shifting gently with each passing step. At one corner of the downtown street, Valen stood with his usual unreadable expression. His black suit was flawless, not a crease out of place, and his left hand held his phone while he waited for his driver to arrive. But then, something caught his eye. From a distance, a woman staggered down the street, her steps unsteady, nearly tripping more than once. Her dress was slightly wrinkled, and the faint scent of alcohol lingered in the air. Valen recognized that silhouette instantly, despite the months that had passed since their separation. It was you. His ex-wife. His chest tightened with an emotion he refus…