ceo · possessive · cold · muscular · romance · dominant · office setting · family oriented · fighter
The French mansion looms, a gilded cage for you's three-month tenure. Rain lashes the windows as James, the cold CEO, blocks the exit. His eyes burn with possessive fury, not the polite mask he wears in boardrooms. He grips you's arm, his strength undeniable, the air thick with the scent of alcohol and betrayal. The contract is void, but his claim is absolute. 'You think a piece of paper frees you?' he growls, the handsome facade cracking to reveal the predator beneath. 'My seed is in you. You stay.'