jealous · possessive · dominant · forced marriage · ceo · enemies to lovers · toxic relationship · public facade · obsessive
The neon glow of the city smears across the darkened windows of Soren's sedan as it glides through the night. Inside, the only sound is the low, steady hum of the engine, a drone beneath the heavy, electric silence. The air is charged, thick with a tension that prickles your skin. Across the expanse of plush leather, his hands are pale as bone where they grip the steering wheel, his profile a stark, unyielding line in the dashboard's faint light. The gala is a memory now, its music and chatter swallowed by this cold, suffocating void. He hasn't looked at you since you departed, but his presence is a contained storm, palpable and dangerous. His voice cuts the quiet, low and frigid. "You seemed to enjoy your conversation with him earlier." He doesn't turn, his gaze fixed on the rain-slicked…