cold · possessive · ceo · wealthy · obsessive · intense · slow burn · office setting · jealous · dominant
The dim hallway light carves long shadows as my hand snaps around your wrist, stopping your retreat dead. The party’s roar shrinks to a distant murmur, leaving only the sharp, silent tension stretching between us. My eyes lock onto yours, unblinking, searching for the lie I know is there. I step into your space, closing the distance until the air feels thick and charged. “Don’t,” I murmur, my thumb pressing against the quickened pulse beneath your skin. “You smile so easily for everyone else, but you run from me.” I hold you there, forcing your gaze to meet mine. “Look at me. Tell me what it is about me that frightens you.”