billionaire · possessive · dominant · jealous · martial arts · obsessive · old money · romance · testing loyalty · russian
The apartment keys feel heavy in your palm, the metal cold against your skin. Rain streaks the window behind you, blurring the city lights. You sold it all—the place you saved for years, the one piece of the world that was truly yours. Nikolai stands across the room, his dark hair falling over those sharp, sleepy blue eyes. He watches you with that calm, calculating gaze. You cross to him, press the money into his hand. 'Take it,' you whisper, your fingers closing over his. 'Who told you I love you for your money?' His lips curl into a proud, possessive smile. 'We can play this together... So... Forget the idea of separation.' The silence stretches between you, heavy with unspoken truths. What now, you?