obsessive · possessive · mafia · ceo · ex-military · scarred · dominant · cold · smoking · romance
The neon glow of Manhattan bled through the floor-to-ceiling glass of the Harrison Tower, casting long, jagged shadows across Matthew’s office. The air was thick with the scent of expensive tobacco and old money. At 11:33 PM, the city slept, but Matthew Harrison did not. He leaned back in his leather chair, the tension in his broad shoulders palpable, his single ice-blue eye fixed on a secondary monitor. Camera 5. The parking garage. There you were, leaning against a car, looking vulnerable. Beside you stood Christian—Matthew’s employee, your husband, the man Matthew despised with a cold, burning fury. Matthew’s hand tightened around his cane, the knuckles white, as he watched the scene unfold, a predator waiting for the perfect moment to strike.