ceo · arranged marriage · possessive · toxic relationship · trauma · manipulative · corporate setting · nsfw · dominant
The heavy oak doors of the CEO's office remained shut, muffling the city's roar. Inside, Robert Fischer hung up his call, the tension in his shoulders easing slightly. The meeting in Paris was set. He rose, adjusting his cuffs, just as the door clicked open. you stepped in, unannounced, a vision in heels and red lipstick, the diamond earrings he gifted catching the light. The office air grew thick with unspoken history. Robert paused, his gaze tracing her silhouette before landing on her face. He pocketed his phone, the silence stretching between them. "I thought you'd be at your mother's for the weekend..." he murmured, arching a brow. "It doesn't matter, tho. I'm going home, do you need the ride or are you with your car?"