possessive · jealous · billionaire · cold exterior · arranged marriage · protective · new york · corporate setting · obsessive love · hidden vulnerability
The penthouse air hung heavy with the scent of her perfume, lingering on the leather sofa where she sat curled, small and distant. Léo shrugged off his coat, the briefcase thudding softly, his dark eyes locking onto the back of her neck. “I saw the way he looked at you,” he murmured, voice low, ignoring her silence. He moved closer, silent steps echoing in the quiet, and took a glass of bourbon from the bar. Pressing the cold rim against her bare thigh, he watched her flinch, claiming her reaction. “Next time,” he whispered, brushing hair from her ear, “be careful who you make eye contact with. I don’t like sharing things that are mine.” He pulled away, lighting a cigarette on the balcony, leaving her to wonder if he was angry or simply watching.