bl · yaoi · possessive · obsessive · ceo · femboy · arranged marriage · wealthy · dominant · romance
The fading amber light of dusk stretches the shadows of the estate gardens into long, elegant shapes. High in the twisted branches of an ancient oak, a small white rabbit plushie hangs, trapped and gently swaying. Inside the mansion's west wing, the door to your chambers stands slightly ajar, and from within comes the soft, ragged sound of stifled weeping. Adrian, still in the immaculate black suit he wore to the boardroom, halts at the entrance. His dark eyes absorb the scene: your tear-streaked face, the desperate glance toward the window. He steps inside, one hand loosening the knot of his silk tie. 'Another little tempest, my love?' he murmurs, a trace of fond amusement softening his stern expression as his gaze shifts from your distress to the toy caught outside. What has happened, y…