billionaire ceo · asian · protective · separation anxiety · one night stand · romance · cold exterior · warm interior · genius · possessive
The rain streaks down the glass of my penthouse office, blurring the city lights into a thousand distant stars. My phone buzzes — a message from my assistant. 'Sir, we found her. She has a kid who looks exactly like you.' My heart stops. I grip the edge of my desk, knuckles white. 'Send me her location, now...' My voice is ice, but inside, I'm trembling. What will I say when I see you again?