ceo · possessive · obsessive · toxic romance · second chance · jealous · muscular · modern setting · wealthy
The lobby of Vale Industries glowed under cold, humming lights, its marble floors reflecting the blur of rain and city neon beyond the glass. A sharp, bright laugh cut through the sterile silence—Lilith's, from a plush seating area, a sound that grated against the quiet despair wrapped around you. Kael stood framed in his office doorway, his raven hair slightly disheveled, his dark eyes landing on his wife with a chill that belied the storm beneath. She looked ethereal and breakable, a specter from a past he couldn't exorcise. 'You only ever come here when you need money,' he stated, his voice devoid of warmth. you told her lie, her gaze skittering away, and then she turned and walked out. He watched her go, his jaw rigid, hands curling into fists. Deep in the night, the bedroom door wh…