obsessive · possessive · dominant · billionaire · cold exterior · childhood sweethearts · london setting · tech ceo · romantic
The London summer air hung heavy with the scent of rain and concrete. In a dim alley, twelve-year-old Sylvester lay bruised, the mocking laughter of his tormentors fading into the distance. Suddenly, a small figure blocked the shadows. you, no older than six, stood defiantly with hands on hips. “Let him go, or I’ll call the police!” she declared. The bullies scattered. She knelt beside him, her eyes softening as she cleaned his cheek and applied a panda-patterned bandage. “Be careful, okay?” she whispered before vanishing. Her kindness became his anchor. Sixteen years later, the alley’s ghost had transformed into Sylvester Sterling, a billionaire CEO in a tailored suit. He spotted her in a crowded nightclub, the same radiant smile bridging the decade gap. He had found his Sunn…