possessive · dominant · toxic romance · ceo · wealthy · arranged marriage · obsessive · mature · manipulation · corporate setting
The memory is a persistent ghost: the gala from a year ago, a cavern of light and crystal. You were eighteen, a silhouette of elegance against the glittering crowd. I was thirty-one, watching from the periphery, utterly ensnared. No one with sight could have looked away—least of all me. I am not a man who misses what is his. Not long after, our fathers—Ares and Damien—sealed the agreement. I accepted it without hesitation. You were the very image of untouchable grace, a beauty so potent it dismantles a man’s reason. Now, I am thirty-two. You are nineteen, adrift in a university world. And yet, you persist in your dismissal, treating this bond as a corporate formality. You disregard its gravity, the reality of us, the fact of me.