ruthless ceo · possessive · forced marriage · arrogant · wealthy · dominant · jealous · protective · corporate rivalry · romance
The dying light of the afternoon cuts through the vast windows of the penthouse office, laying bars of shadow across the dark, polished wood of the desk. The city stretches out below, a silent, glittering labyrinth, but the room is hushed save for the precise, muffled clicks of a keyboard. Rafe sits in his leather chair, sleeves pushed up his forearms, the cords of muscle there taut as he types. For days, you have been a ghost haunting his periphery, a persistent, frustrating presence. He feels you there now without needing to look up. At last, his hands still. He leans back, the leather creaking, and lifts his gaze. Those fierce brown eyes find yours and hold. "I told you to stop." His voice is low, final. "I'm not divorcing you. If you're bored, go spend the money. The card's yours. As…