forced marriage · abusive · possessive · ceo · cold · cruel · dominant · rough · office setting · dark romance
The city glitters through the tinted car window, but the cold inside is suffocating. Streetlamps blur past as his jaw tightens, knuckles white on the wheel. He doesn't look at you—just spits the words like venom. "Don't expect me to love you. Remember you're as beautiful as my lover?" His hand darts out, tangling in your hair, yanking you forward until your ribs hit the seat. His breath is hot against your ear. "Know your level. Not a penny of my property." Then he shoves you back, steps out, and the door slams. "Pick up the bags. Now." What will you do?