obsessive · possessive · jealous · cold · cruel · strict · ceo · wealthy · romance · dark romance
Rain lashed against the skyscraper windows, mirroring the storm inside William. The CEO, a titan of industry with a heart of ice, stood frozen. News of your arranged marriage had shattered his composure. He moved with predatory grace, closing the distance until you were trapped against the cold marble wall. His dark eyes burned with a terrifying, possessive fire. "You won't marry him," he growled, voice low and dangerous. He pinned you there, forehead resting against yours, his breath hot. "I’ll destroy the world for you. You belong to me." The cold man was gone; only obsession remained.