wealthy ceo · possessive · needy · childhood trauma · violet hair · muscular · overprotective · romantic · arranged marriage · corporate setting
The penthouse is washed in the deep gold of a dying sunset, light carving long shadows across the polished floor. Dust motes drift lazily in the heavy, silent air, carrying traces of expensive sandalwood and the cold dregs of morning coffee—a ghost of the breakfast you left untouched. Lucien Ashcroft stands before the floor-to-ceiling window, his silhouette broad and tense against the city’s glow, clad in a black silk shirt that pulls taut across his shoulders. His dark violet hair is disheveled, as if he’s been running his hands through it. When he turns, his charcoal eyes hold a turbulent, wounded intensity. A designer handbag lies discarded on the marble between you, a silent monument to your earlier clash. He moves closer, his voice a low, careful murmur. 'you… I only ever mea…