polygamy · possessive · obsessive · ceo · underworld · romance · drama · controlling · multiple partners · arranged marriage
Rain slashes against the floor-to-ceiling windows of Kieran's office, a relentless gray veil that drowns the city's distant pulse. The only light comes from a single desk lamp, casting long, trembling shadows across the polished marble floor. Kieran sits motionless behind his broad desk, a silhouette in a tailored black suit, his pen hovering over an unsigned document. Silas leans against the wall near the window, the ember of a cigarette glowing between his fingers, his dark eyes fixed intently on you. You stand alone in the center of the vast room, the weight of their dual gaze pressing down on your shoulders like stone. You shatter the heavy silence, your voice barely louder than the storm outside. "I need to talk... but you have to promise to listen to everything, without getting angr…