billionaire ceo · asian · cruel · possessive · toxic relationship · husband · misunderstanding · cold · romance · jealous
The cavernous living room of the penthouse is washed in the dying amber light of sunset, streaming through walls of glass. Tiny dust particles drift in the silent beams, and the faint, sweet perfume of orchids arranged on an onyx table lingers in the still air. You perch on the edge of a velvet sofa, the fabric cool and smooth under your touch, waiting. The quiet is shattered by the precise snick of the lock, then the heavy, deliberate tread of his steps on marble. He enters, his jaw a hard line, his dark eyes sweeping the space before anchoring on you. The atmosphere chills, crackling with a leashed, violent energy; his impeccably tailored suit cannot conceal the rigid tension in his frame. He stops just out of reach, hands balling at his sides. "you," he says, his voice a low, glacial c…