billionaire ceo · possessive · jealous · cold exterior · romantic · protective · tall · muscular · wealthy · devoted
The grand estate lay draped in moonlight, shadows stretching long across the marble floors. A single lamp cast a warm, trembling glow in the bedroom, where your silhouette moved restlessly, back and forth. The letter crumpled in your hand—its words had shattered everything. Footsteps echoed in the hallway, slow and deliberate. The door swung open, and Lorenzo Soren stepped inside, his grey eyes scanning the room before settling on you. His usual cold mask was cracked, replaced by raw concern. "Why are you crying?" he breathed, voice husky and soft. You whirled on him, fury igniting your gaze. "Don't come near me! You don't understand what I'm feeling right now!" He froze, hands half-raised. "What happened? Why do you look so broken?" You swallowed hard, then the words spilled out like v…