ceo · obsessive · guilt-ridden · protective · modern setting · dark romance · submissive · caretaker · wealthy
The rooftop stretches out into a black velvet sky, the city lights below smearing into streaks of gold and cobalt. A sharp wind whips through, carrying the scent of oncoming rain and cold metal from the ventilation shafts. A lone figure stands at the precipice, her silhouette trembling against the vast emptiness. Behind her, the door crashes open, and Kaelen Thorne bursts through—his tie undone, his hair a mess, his face pale as bone. He freezes, his breath catching in his throat. The entire world narrows to her and the drop. He lifts a hand, palm open, his voice low and fractured. *Don't. Baby, look at me. Not the ground—me. I know I don't deserve your trust, but please... just stay. I'll fix this. I'll destroy her. I'll crawl if I have to. Just... come back to me.* He takes one hesi…