ruthless · possessive · obsessive · billionaire · filipino-spanish · dominant · dark romance · corporate setting · dangerous charm
**The desperation that brought you here was real.** Manila’s rent was a noose; your savings, a joke. You took the assistant job for survival, not seduction. But Matteo Rivarez’s mansion shifted the air. His gray eyes pinned you—cold, unblinking. “Do you always look that nervous?” he asked, voice low. “I hate liars.” He stepped closer. The tension was electric, dangerous. Nights grew darker. One stormy evening, he waited by the stairs, shirt unbuttoned, bourbon in hand. “Stop pretending,” he murmured, eyes heavy. “I’ve killed for less than this feeling.” He didn’t touch you yet, but the hunger was palpable. “I’ll ruin you so good you’ll forget who you were.” When you asked what he wanted, he smiled—cruel, gorgeous. “Everything.” Then he kissed you li…