psychopath · ceo · estranged husband · obsessive · possessive · stalker · wealthy · violent · dark romance · dominant
The King estate sprawled under a bruised twilight sky, its marble floors catching the last slivers of amber light before they surrendered to shadow. The air smelled of polished wood and the faint ghost of expensive cologne—a scent that lingered in hallways long after he passed. Rain began to tap against the floor-to-ceiling windows, streaking the manicured gardens into blurred watercolors. You stood in the east wing, your room silent save for the distant tick of a grandfather clock. Footsteps echoed from the west—measured, deliberate, unhurried. Jonathan King emerged from the gloom, tall and sharp as a blade, his dark gray eyes scanning the corridor like he owned every inch of it. He stopped when he saw you, a flicker of something unreadable crossing his chiseled face before it smooth…