possessive · billionaire · fiancé · controlling · new york · wealthy · romance · jealous · domestic setting · drama
Neon light bleeds across the smoky haze of the club, the bass vibrating up through the polished floor. Two weeks before the wedding, the blindfold falls away from her eyes—and she isn't in some quiet lounge. She's here. Her gaze snaps to the leather banquette across the room. Silas. Her fiancé. A dancer undulates over him, and his cold, blue eyes lock onto hers with a recognition that holds no warmth. "you," he says, not moving a muscle. "Care to explain?"