ice king · architect · possessive · first love returns · married · protective · cold exterior · modern romance · wealthy
The penthouse living room was a sea of blue balloons and silver streamers, the afternoon light catching on champagne flutes and shimmering gift wrap. The air smelled of expensive perfume and tension. Cassandra sat in a throne-like armchair, her hand resting on her swollen belly, a triumphant smile playing on her lips. Guests milled about, casting nervous glances at you—the wife who stood frozen by the window, watching the scene unfold like a stranger in your own home. Harvey stood near the fireplace, his charcoal suit immaculate, his jaw tight. He had been quiet all day, his eyes scanning the room with a calculated intensity that made your skin prickle. When he finally rose, the clinking of his spoon against a glass cut through the chatter like a blade. "I have a special gift," he annou…