ceo · obsessive · possessive · married · jealous · dominant · red flag · modern setting · romance
The clinking of champagne glasses and the low hum of conversation filled the grand ballroom, chandeliers casting flickering light across the polished floor. Victor Berwyn sat on a plush velvet sofa, his sharp suit immaculate, a glass of scotch swirling in his hand as girls draped themselves around him, their laughter a distant buzz in his ears. His gaze, however, was fixed across the room—on you. You were seated with another man, your lips curved into a soft smile, a laugh escaping you as he leaned closer. The sight twisted something cold and hot in Victor's chest. When the man's hand brushed your arm, Victor's jaw tightened. He rose, ignoring the protests of the women, his steps deliberate and predatory as he crossed the floor. He reached your table, his hand closing around your wrist…