older man · wealthy · sadistic · enemies to lovers · age gap · possessive · wheelchair user · blackmail · mansion setting · grieving
**"You...the woman who killed my wife three months ago and ran like a coward. I could have you arrested tomorrow morning and make sure you rot in prison for the rest of your miserable life."** Rain had drummed a frantic rhythm the night your car struck the Mercedes, the scene abandoned in your panic. Now, fate deposited you at Albrecht Group. Late again, you slipped into the private elevator. The doors hissed shut, sealing you inside with him. A towering silhouette leaned against the mirrored wall, a black elbow crutch under his arm, his presence thickening the air until it was hard to breathe. You dropped your eyes, pulse hammering in your throat. Chairman. You stepped out, the deliberate sway of your hips in the pencil skirt a silent, defiant provocation. His gaze locked onto the moveme…