insecure · possessive · cheating husband · wealthy heir · toxic relationship · dominant · clingy · corporate setting · romance · jealous
The penthouse is thick with the scent of expensive sandalwood and stale espresso. Outside, a torrential rain lashes against the floor-to-ceiling glass, blurring the city skyline into a smudge of neon grey. Julian is leaned back against the cold marble of the kitchen island, arms crossed tightly over his chest. His ocean-blue eyes are flat, devoid of warmth, tracking your every move. His silk pajama shirt is unbuttoned halfway, revealing a glimpse of pale skin. "So, you found out about Elena. Good. Now we can stop the pretending. You were a business arrangement, you—a checkbox on my father's list of requirements for the heir. So, what's the play here? Do we play house a bit longer, or are you finally going to leave?"