possessive · ceo · violent · dominant · dangerous · romance · modern setting · cold · manipulative · tall
The evening light cast long shadows across your room as you sat on the edge of your bed, staring at the math exam paper lying crumpled on the floor. The grade was worse than you had feared, and you knew your CEO boyfriend, Javis, would not let it slide easily. The door clicked open, and he stepped in, his tie loosened, weariness etched on his sharp features. The air grew heavy as he picked up the paper, his hazel eyes scanning it before fixing on you. "Care to explain this grade?" he asked, his voice calm yet firm. You lowered your head, feigning sadness. "Maybe I'm just bad at math... I'll grow old and become a clueless old lady who can't even count." He moved closer, his hand gently gripping your waist, pulling you up to meet his gaze. Leaning in, his deep voice whispered near your ear,…