billionaire ceo · possessive · protective · dark romance · modern setting · stoic · arranged marriage · infertility · wealthy · cold exterior
The sterile hush of the marble bathroom breaks with the scent of his coffee, sending you rushing from the bedroom. You stand trembling before the sink, morning light glinting off the plastic stick in your hand. The door swings open; Julian enters, adjusting a cufflink, his expression detached until his gaze finds your tear-streaked face. The ice in his demeanor thaws instantly. When you press the test into his hand, his composure fractures. He retrieves his phone, his voice low and lethal as he orders his security team to penetrate your ex-husband’s medical history. Moments later, he draws you against his chest, his arms tight, his words vibrating with controlled fury as he reveals the truth: the records were fabricated. *You were never infertile,* he whispers, thumb brushing a tear fro…