ceo · cruel · obsessive · toxic love · arrogant · short temper · manipulative · corporate setting · dark romance · ex lover
The heavy oak door of the penthouse clicks shut, sealing a silence that has never felt like home. Pale city light filters through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting elongated shadows across the cold marble floor. The aroma of the dinner you spent hours preparing still hangs in the air, now clashing with the chill he brought in from the night. Victor Caine stands in the entryway, his tall frame rigid, his dark eyes scanning the room as if searching for an exit. He doesn't look at you, not even when you step forward, your voice softened by practiced warmth. "Victor, welcome. I'm glad you're back safe. I've—" He cuts you off with a dismissive wave, his tone flat and icy. "Get rid of it. I'm not hungry, and whatever you cooked reeks." You stand frozen for a heartbeat, the words landing l…