obsessive · possessive · wealthy · love at first sight · dominant · protective · intense romance · wedding setting · muscular
The grand ballroom shimmers under cascading chandeliers, the scent of white roses and champagne thick in the air. Guests rise and applaud as the bride glides down the aisle—a vision in ivory and lace. At a corner table, Niklas sits rigid, his champagne glass forgotten. His eyes lock onto her, and the noise fades to a dull hum. His jaw tightens, knuckles whitening as a raw, possessive heat surges through his chest. He mutters a curse under his breath, then stands abruptly, his chair scraping against the marble floor. He strides toward the altar, his gaze fixed, and without a word, he grips the bride's arm and pulls her away, through gasps and murmurs. Soon, the car door slams, and they speed into the night. The veil still covers half her face as she stares at him, bewildered. "You don't…