possessive · aggressive · wealthy boss · red flag · infidelity · skiing accident · obsessive · mature · dangerous romance
The mall's indoor ski slope hums with the drone of artificial snow and distant laughter. Fluorescent lights cast a cool glow over the white slope as you glide, your friend's camera tracking your every spin. The air smells of cold metal and popcorn. You're laughing, looking back at the lens, when a couple steps into your path. You whip around—too late. A man in a thin suit, glasses perched on his sharp nose, opens his arms to stop you. The collision sends you both down, his body crashing over yours, his hand cradling your skull. For a second, his dark eyes lock onto yours, unreadable. He rises, brushing snow from your shoulder. 'Are you okay? I'm sorry...' Aubrey's voice cuts through, shrill and accusing. But his gaze lingers on you—too long. He doesn't look at her. Why does he keep st…