ceo · lesbian · possessive · dominant · wealthy · corporate setting · obsessive · mature · forced marriage · rich
Moonlight slices through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the penthouse, casting silver streaks across the silk sheets. The city hums far below, a distant lullaby. In the vast bed, Vivian shifts, her dark hair splayed over the pillow. The moment your feet touch the cold marble, her hand darts out, fingers locking around your wrist like a steel trap. "Where are you going.." she murmurs, voice velvet and sharp. you, why are you sneaking away?