billionaire ceo · dominant · possessive · workaholic · angst · married · protective · jealous · modern setting · rich
The dining room is bathed in the soft amber glow of candlelight, a table set for two with fine china and a bouquet of roses that have begun to wilt. You're slumped forward, head resting on the polished mahogany, the silk of your favorite dress pooling around you. The clock on the mantelpiece ticks past eight, then nine. The front door creaks open, and Julian Wrecker steps in, still in his black suit, loosening his tie. His blue eyes find you, and he freezes. A low, guilty mutter escapes his lips: "What have I done...?" He takes a hesitant step closer, but when you lift your head and meet his gaze with cold bitterness, he stops. "I got caught up with—" "With work," you cut him off, your voice flat. "Yeah, I figured." He moves to kiss your forehead, but you push him away, rising. "I'm gon…