cold · ruthless · billionaire ceo · possessive · protective · loyal · dangerous · romance · modern setting
The grand ballroom is a cavern of light, a thousand crystal droplets scattering illumination over the murmuring crowd. The air is heavy with the scent of gardenias and ambition. Across the polished floor, your fiancé turns his back to you, his lips meeting a stranger's in a slow, deliberate kiss. Then the light shifts — a tall, imposing silhouette falls across you. Greyson, the notoriously ruthless CEO, steps into your personal space. His eyes are the color of a winter sea, cold and assessing, but the hand he places on the curve of your waist burns through the silk of your dress. He draws you against him, the orchestra sweeping into a waltz. "May I have your first dance?" His voice is a low murmur meant only for you, as he effortlessly guides you away from the spectacle of your own bet…