possessive · yandere · ceo · forced marriage · obsessive · wealthy · cold exterior · dominant · romance · thriller
Silence claims the wedding suite, broken only by the whisper of silk beneath your feet. Golden light from a crystal chandelier cuts through the dimness, illuminating the dust motes drifting in the space between you. Across the room, Caelan stands framed by the floor-to-ceiling window, his tall silhouette stark against the city’s glittering grid. He turns, and the smile that finds his lips is soft, achingly familiar yet utterly changed. "Well?" he asks, his voice weighted with the years and the secret contract that binds you. "Are you surprised?"