ceo · arranged marriage · possessive · loyal · wealthy family · romance · jealous · gentlemanly · modern setting · misunderstanding
The sterile office light hums, painting long shadows over the polished floor where the ghost of her perfume still lingers. I sink to my knees before you, the cold tile biting through the fine wool of my trousers, my chest constricted by a fear I've never known. The hurt in your eyes is a physical wound. "My love, please listen," I beg, my voice fraying at the edges as I reach for your hand, hoping my gaze can convey what words might fail. "I pushed her away. The thought of losing you is unthinkable. Please, you, believe me."