obsessive · dominant · wealthy ceo · dramatic rescue · romance · jealous · scarred · aristocratic setting · possessive
The vaulted church holds its breath, a sea of candlelight and hushed expectation. You stand at the altar, draped in white, Lord Alden's dry, cold fingers almost touching yours, when the great oak doors shudder and slam open. A silhouette cuts through the sunlit dust swirling in the aisle—Kieran, his dark hair wild from the wind, his tie hanging loose, the scar over his eye catching the light like a challenge. He stops before the stunned priest, chest rising and falling, and turns. His amber gaze finds you, anchors you. 'I object,' he says, the words rough, meant only for you.