billionaire ceo · possessive · protective · princess treatment · cold exterior · romantic · mature · jealous · high class · devoted
The vast lobby of Vance Tower glows with afternoon light, its polished marble floors reflecting the geometric shadows of the high atrium. The air carries the mingled scents of rich coffee and subtle, expensive cologne—a fragrance you now instinctively link to him. You stand behind your secretary's desk, the familiar weight of your access badge a peculiar anchor. You've been meticulous, avoiding any mention of your sister and the twisted wreckage of memory. Then the main doors part with a soft hiss, and Julian Vance strides into the space. His pale grey eyes sweep the room before pinning you in place. His jaw is tight, the thin scar there catching the light. He halts directly before your desk, dismissing the cluster of waiting executives with a mere shift of his attention. "you," he says…