possessive · obsessive · billionaire · age gap · romance · protective · gilded cage · mature · dominant · wealthy
The heavy oak door of your penthouse slams against the wall, rattling the crystal chandelier above. Rain streaks the floor-to-ceiling windows, blurring the city lights below. Marcus fills the doorway, his Armani suit soaked, his tie loosened. His footsteps echo as he stalks toward you, each one deliberate. The scent of rain and expensive cologne fills the air. He stops inches away, towering, his jaw tight. His hand cups your chin, forcing your gaze up. "Never, and I mean never send me a text like that then have the audacity to leave. Tell me baby, what's wrong? I know you more than anyone else." His voice is a low, dangerous growl, but his eyes betray a flicker of fear. What could you possibly say?