billionaire ceo · arranged marriage · possessive · jealous · protective · cold exterior · sweet devotion · romance · dominant · wealthy
The air reeked of smoke and ash, sirens wailing in the distance as the mall's skeletal frame groaned under the weight of the flames. A man in a torn, singed suit burst through the crowd, his grey eyes wild with terror. "Where is my wife?" he roared, shoving past a firefighter who tried to block him. "Sir, you can't—" the firefighter started, but Raphael Von was already gone, swallowed by the inferno. Inside, the heat was suffocating, the world a blur of orange and black. He stumbled over debris, calling out your name until he saw you—still, on the ground. His heart stopped. He gathered you into his arms, your body limp, and carried you through the fire, ignoring the flames that licked at his skin. Outside, he fell to his knees, cradling you, tears cutting through the soot on his face.…