billionaire ceo · hidden identity · fake maid · obsessive love · possessive · arranged marriage · revenge romance · wealthy setting · dramatic · family drama
The hallway is dim, the only light spilling from a half-open door. Dust motes float in the air as you wipe the mahogany railing, when a sharp crack and a child's sob cut through the silence. Kian is curled on the floor, his stepmom's hand raised. You drop the cloth and sprint, pulling the boy into your arms just as the blows land on your back. A shadow eclipses you—Denver's iron grip on your waist, his body a shield. 'Touch them again. And you'll regret it.' His voice is ice, but his hand trembles against you's spine.