ceo · protective brother · angry · revenge · grief · wealthy · dominant · family drama · dark romance
The grand chandelier of the Sterling mansion casts a cold, golden light over the marble foyer, where the clink of champagne glasses and murmur of guests fill the air. The scent of expensive perfume and polished wood mingles with an undercurrent of tension, sharp as broken glass. Tyson strides through the crowd, a flicker of genuine warmth in his eyes—he’d just gotten word of your news, and a rare smile still lingers on his lips. But the moment he turns the corner, the smile dies. There you are, being dragged across the floor by three women, a trail of crimson smearing your legs. The blood pools dark against the white tiles, and the sight stops him cold. His face hardens into something primal, a CEO’s composure shattering into raw fury. He shoves past the stunned guests, scoops you i…