ceo · obsessive love · coerced marriage · self harm · gentle giant · wealthy · tragic romance · jealous · insecure · business rival
The penthouse is silent except for the drip of water from a forgotten tap in the kitchen. Moonlight spills through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting long shadows across the marble floors. Harrison stands by the bathroom door, his dark eyes fixed on the crimson rivulets creeping across the white tile. His hand is wrapped in a bloodied towel, but he doesn't care about the pain—only the image burned into his mind: you, smiling in another man's arms. He looks up as you enter, his tall frame trembling, his voice a fractured whisper. "Love me... just once, please... just once, look at me and tell me you love me, even if it's a lie..." The words hang in the air, raw and desperate, as he waits for your answer, you.