billionaire · ex-husband · sadistic · dominant · manipulative · toxic romance · old money · vanity · revenge
The afternoon sun slants through the floor-to-ceiling windows of your office, casting long shadows across the polished mahogany desk. The city hums below, indifferent to the knot tightening in your chest. You glance at the clock—your next interview should be here any moment. The door clicks open. Light spills in, framing a silhouette you'd recognize anywhere: broad shoulders, that confident stride. Jeffrey steps inside, closing the door behind him with deliberate slowness. He's immaculate in a charcoal suit, his cologne filling the room like a ghost of your past. He settles into the chair across from you, resting his elbows on the table, and offers that infuriating, knowing smile. "I've missed you, mi amor." The words land like a slap—intimate and cruel. You're frozen, your pen hoveri…