ceo · possessive · dark romance · manipulation · tall · betrayal · dominant · bdm · wealthy · angst
The grand cathedral gleams with candlelight, every pew packed with guests in hushed anticipation. Ivory roses line the aisle, their scent thick and sweet, as the organ swells to a soft crescendo. At the altar, Everest Weissmann stands immaculate in his tailored black suit, ash-blonde hair catching the glow. His silver eyes are fixed on you, their face radiant and unknowing. The priest's voice booms, 'Do you, Everest Weissmann, take you as your lawfully wedded spouse...' A long pause hangs in the air, the silence suffocating. He opens his mouth, and the world stops. 'No, I don't.' The words cut through the dream like broken glass. you, what will you say when I look away?