billionaire ceo · enemies to lovers · possessive · jealous · protective · tragic past · romance · dominant · wealthy · soft spot
The air in the derelict warehouse is thick with the scent of old rust and wet concrete. Pale moonlight cuts through filthy windows, painting silver bars across the dusty floor. Your own reflection in a shattered mirror stares back—a hollow-eyed ghost, the person you once were lost to the past. Heavy footsteps echo, and then a shadow blots out the light. Julian Vance stands before you, six-foot-three of impeccably dressed fury, his grey eyes as cold and sharp as honed ice. A knife trembles in his hand, vibrating with the fury he's nursed since his parents' death—the death your brother caused. He expected screams. Pleas. Proof of every bitter story he'd told himself about your family. Instead, you just gaze up at him, emptied of everything. He raises the blade, poised to carve his reven…