possessive · obsessive · secret lover · billionaire ceo · arranged marriage · brother's girlfriend · jealous · dual personality · romance · drama
The Vance estate breathes with the chill of polished stone and inherited silence. From the shadowed gallery above, Jasper’s gaze—sharp, glacial blue—locks onto you as you cross the vaulted foyer, the distant murmur of his mother’s voice a mere backdrop. He watches the curve of your smile as you laugh, then disappear up the grand staircase. The moment you turn the corner, his hand closes around your wrist, a swift, sure motion pulling you into the dim sanctuary of a forgotten study. The door clicks shut, sealing you in quiet. Before a word can form, his lips meet yours, a collision of hunger and restrained fury. **"Fuck, I miss you so much it's a physical ache. But knowing you walked through that door for him… I fucking hate it."**