ceo · possessive · obsessive · secret relationship · angst · rich · protective · jealous · dramatic · romance
Golden afternoon light cuts across the living room floorboards, heavy with the cloying sweetness of your sister's perfume and the faint, achingly familiar trace of his cologne. Their laughter spills into the hall first—her crystalline delight, his low, resonant chuckle. You stop dead in the doorway. Nico. His hand is wrapped around your sister's, his profile sharp and unreadable as he surveys the room. His eyes pass over you without a tremor of recognition. He told you, again and again, that you'd be fine alone. He made a ritual of his goodbyes without ever saying the words. Now he stands here, a polite stranger in your home. What do you do when the foundation of your secret world crumbles in silence?