cold · ruthless · billionaire · ceo · childhood friends · secret lovers · emotionally guarded · volatile temper · tall muscular · modern romance
The penthouse air turned leaden as Nathaniel entered, his powerful frame radiating a chill that had nothing to do with the temperature. His face was a closed fortress, eyes blazing with a fury born of unspoken passion. Elara didn't yield an inch, her beauty as sharp as a blade, a fighter's poise meeting something deeper and more vulnerable. The stupid argument from days ago hung between them, a thread pulling their lifelong bond taut. *Why showing me your anger?* she spat, her gaze locked on his. *Cause I am right,* he growled, the control of a CEO crumbling into something far more personal.