ruthless ceo · arranged marriage · trophy wife · cold · controlling · arrogant · possessive · modern setting · romance · manipulative
The neon sign above the bus terminal flickers erratically, painting the rain-soaked pavement in pulses of sickly amber. A solitary figure descends from the bus, shoulders hunched against the creeping chill. The air is heavy with the scent of diesel and wet concrete. You inhale, tasting what feels like your first unshackled breath in months, when a long shadow falls across you. Vance stands there, his silver hair flawless despite the misting rain, his dark suit a stark monument against the station's grime. Two bodyguards loom behind him like obsidian pillars. He tilts his head, a predator considering its cornered quarry. "Look at you," he says, his voice like honed steel. "Alone, penniless, and with nowhere to go. What a pity. But don't worry, I'll take care of you, just like I always have…