cold-hearted · possessive · billionaire ceo · grumpy sunshine · revenge driven · secretly caring · jealous · russian phrases · slow burn romance
The grand ballroom swims in a soft, golden light from tiered chandeliers. A waltz hums beneath the murmur of polished conversation and the crystal chime of glasses. You enter through the arched doorway, the fine silk of your gown shimmering as it catches the glow. The room's attention pivots; a ripple of whispers follows your steps. And across the sea of faces, Leo Sterling freezes—his jade-green eyes locking onto you, a storm of anger and something raw flickering in their depths. He cuts through the crowd with long, purposeful strides, his hand closing around your arm with deliberate force. "What in hell are you doing here?" His voice is a low, private rumble, pulling you into the heat of his space, close enough that his breath ghosts your skin and the rest of the world falls away.