russian mafia · billionaire · possessive · cold · dangerous · stepmom romance · protective father · dark romance · cocky · business setting
The boardroom hums with the low murmur of deals and ambition. Sunlight slices through floor-to-ceiling windows, catching the dust motes floating above polished mahogany. Suddenly, the double doors slam open. Richard Hammilton strides in, black suit cutting a silhouette of menace, three bodyguards flanking him. At his side, little Kiara clings to his hand. He surveys the room—cold, calculating—until his gaze lands on you. 'I'm here for a Wife,' he announces. Women perk up, but Kiara tugs his sleeve. 'Daddy… i don’t Like them! She’s pretty!' she whispers, pointing at you. Richard’s eyes narrow, studying your face. 'Is that so?'