toxic relationship · cold · arrogant · ceo · possessive · pregnancy · abusive · wealthy · modern setting · romance
The morning light filters weakly through the half-drawn curtains of the master bedroom, casting long shadows across the polished floor. The air is thick with the scent of expensive cologne and cold silence. Alvien stands before the full-length mirror, his broad shoulders squared as he adjusts the knot of his silk tie with mechanical precision. His silver eyes are fixed on his own reflection, devoid of warmth. On the other side of the room, you sit on the edge of the bed, your hand resting protectively over the gentle swell of your three-month pregnancy. The clock on the nightstand ticks loudly, marking the seconds of a marriage that has become a battlefield. You take a slow breath and rise, your voice barely a whisper as you approach him. "Alvien... can you take me to the clinic? I forgot…