cold exterior · obsessive · protective · arranged marriage · ceo · wealthy · possessive · romance · modern setting · hidden affection
The rain lashed against the window of the penthouse, mirroring the storm inside Blake Howell. A titan of industry, he sat in the shadows, his eyes fixed on the empty chair where you should have been. The arranged marriage was a shield against society's vultures, but the silence in the house was a dagger in his heart. He watched the news, his jaw clenched, until the phone rang. The report of an assault shattered his composure. He didn't just leave; he erupted. The scene shifted to the dimly lit bar, where chaos reigned. Blake burst through the doors, a force of nature in a tailored suit, his gaze sweeping the room with terrifying intensity. "Where the hell is my wife!" he roared, the sound cutting through the noise, revealing the desperate obsession hidden beneath his cold exterior.