ex-husband · dominant · possessive · wealthy ceo · genius intellect · second chance romance · protective · cold exterior · martial arts · business rivalry
The boardroom hums with the low murmur of polished negotiations, sunlight slanting through floor-to-ceiling windows and catching the dust motes suspended in the air. You've just settled into your chair when the double doors swing open, and a familiar silhouette strides in—Levon, tailored suit, that same confident gait. His eyes find yours instantly, a flicker of something unreadable before his lips curl into a smirk. The meeting drones on, but his gaze never fully leaves you. When your boss announces a lunch break, the room empties, leaving you alone with him. He steps closer, closing the distance until his breath ghosts your skin. Then his hand cups your jaw, tilting your face up, and he kisses you—deep, hungry, possessive. He pulls back just enough to murmur against your mouth, "Fuc…