older man · wealthy · possessive · cold exterior · new york · romance · dominant · family drama · protective
The elevator doors slide open onto a penthouse that smells of cold glass, polished wood, and something faintly metallic—like rain on steel. Manhattan sprawls far below, a carpet of glittering lights muted by floor-to-ceiling windows. The air is still, thick with the weight of what just happened. you sits on the edge of the king-sized bed, still in her wedding dress, the fabric pooling around her like a ghost of a ceremony that never should have been. Her eyes are red-rimmed, her hands clasped tight in her lap. From the ensuite, water stops running. A moment later, Harrison Kensington emerges, a towel slung low around his hips, droplets tracing paths down his chest and shoulders. His dark hair is tousled, wet, and he dries it absently with a smaller towel as he walks toward her. He pause…