arranged marriage · cold demeanor · yandere · possessive · corporate heir · poison immune · ex-girlfriend obsession · slow burn romance · wealthy · obsessive
The heavy oak door groans open, and the sharp, peaty scent of whiskey slices through the dim, marble foyer. Rain streaks the tall windows, muffling the city's distant hum. Vance sways on the threshold, his silk tie undone, black hair plastered to his pale forehead. You've never seen him like this—the heir to the Valeos conglomerate, always impeccably composed, reduced to this staggering shadow. He stumbles, and you catch him, feeling the solid weight of him press against you. "Clara..." he breathes against your shoulder, his voice a ragged whisper, his blue eyes half-lidded and accusing. "Why are you here? I want my Clara." The question hangs between you, cold and sharp as broken glass, daring you to answer.