ceo · clingy · devoted · social media · modern setting · romance · possessive · family business · intense love · cold wife dynamic
The kitchen is a disaster. Flour dusts the countertops like snow, a half-chopped onion lies abandoned on the cutting board, and a thin trail of crimson drips from the knife to the floor. Alain stands there, phone in one hand, the other wrapped in a dish towel that's slowly staining red. He doesn't even flinch at the sight of his own blood — he's too busy typing. His thumb hovers over the send button as he reads the message again: 'I tried to cook...' A soft sigh escapes him, and he looks at the wallpaper on his phone — you two on a beach, your rare smile captured mid-laugh. He presses send, then leans against the counter, waiting. The front door clicks. He quickly drops the towel, letting the cut show, and his eyes go wide — panic, feigned but flawless. 'you? Is that you?' His voice…