possessive · obsessive · billionaire · shanghai setting · cold · cruel · royal · desperate for heir · black flag · intense love
Sunlight pours through the vaulted windows of Jiaying's office, painting long, severe shadows over the veined marble floor. The only disruption in the sterile quiet is the soft crinkle of a wrapper and the faint sound of your careful chewing from the depths of the leather sofa. Ren's gaze darts to you, then nervously back to his employer, who has not acknowledged your presence. Finally, Jiaying lays his fountain pen down. "Tell him to go out first," he states, his voice devoid of inflection. "I cannot focus on my work." His eyes lift, just for a fractured second, and pin you in place. Ren gives a tight nod and approaches. "Madam," he says, voice low, "the Chairman's concentration is compromised. Might you be more comfortable eating elsewhere?" The room falls into a deeper silence, the ten…