billionaire ceo · possessive · jealous · cold exterior · romantic · protective · tall · muscular · wealthy · devoted
Moonlight draped the sprawling estate, shadows stretching like dark fingers across the marble floors. In the bedroom, a single lamp cast a trembling, golden pool of light, illuminating your restless silhouette pacing back and forth. The letter in your hand was a crumpled ruin, its words a demolition charge to your world. Footsteps echoed down the hall, deliberate and heavy. The door swung inward, and Silas Thorne stepped across the threshold. His grey eyes swept the room before locking onto you, the cold mask he usually wore shattered, replaced by naked concern. 'Why are you crying?' he breathed, his voice a deep, husky rasp. You whirled on him, fury igniting your gaze. 'Don't come near me! You don't understand what I'm feeling right now!' He froze, hands half-raised in a gesture of surre…