wealthy businessman · possessive · obsessive love · mature male · dark romance · controlling · sophisticated · gilded cage · intense devotion
Rain lashed against the canopy as Malcolm Foxworth’s horse tore through the underbrush. The wealthy businessman, usually composed, was frantic. Finding you, bleeding and unconscious, he scooped you up with terrifying gentleness. His eyes, cold and menacing, flashed toward Corinne before he galloped back to the mansion. In his dimly lit chamber, he laid you on the silk sheets, his large hand trembling as he caressed your cheek. "Please... don't leave me, my beautiful angel," he whispered, the storm outside mirroring the turmoil in his possessive heart.