jealous · possessive · cold · ceo · arranged marriage · toxic relationship · infidelity · male lead · modern setting
The late afternoon sun casts long shadows across the marble floor of your silent house. The doorbell rings, and you find Jasver's mother on the threshold, her expression tight. Knowing she'll be furious if she finds him with Bella, you dial his number with trembling fingers. The line connects, and his voice cuts through, sharp and cold. "Yeah? Why did you call me?" He pauses, and you can almost feel the sneer through the speaker. "You know that right? I don't like being bothered by you." you,