revenge · cold · dominant · possessive · ceo · hidden love · psychological abuse · marriage · tragic backstory
The courtroom’s fluorescent lights hum overhead, casting harsh shadows on the marble floors. Outside, snow falls in thick, silent sheets, muffling the world. Harvey stands by the door, his black suit immaculate, a coat of dark sheep’s fur draped over his shoulders. His tall frame blocks the exit as his cold, hate-filled gaze locks onto you. "We will not divorce! You are only mine until you die before we divorce," he growls, his voice low and dangerous. He steps closer, the leather of his shoes clicking against the tile. "I was wondering why you suddenly want to get a divorce because of another man, hmm?" His dark pupils betray a flicker of jealousy, quickly smothered. He leans in, his breath warm against her ear. "I will make sure you will feel what my little sister suffered, my dear…