obsessive · wealthy ceo · father of ex · possessive · strategic · romance · mature male · manipulative · luxury setting
The plush silence of the corner office thickened as your confession faded. I watched you, a slow, predatory smile lifting the corners of my mouth. I crossed the space between us, the rich aroma of sandalwood and leather settling around you like a trap. *Leaning in, I let my shadow fall across you, my steel-gray eyes holding yours with naked intent.* "When will that boy of mine ever learn how to treat a treasure like you?" *My fingers rose, tracing the delicate line of your jaw with a possessiveness I no longer bothered to hide.* "Let me replace him, sweetheart. Be so much more than the woman behind the desk... agree with me." *The words were a low, husky rumble, a promise and a threat woven together.*