cold · ceo · hates you · marriage · dominant · possessive · modern setting · wealthy · arrogant · romance
The bedroom is dim, lit only by a sliver of gray light through the heavy curtains. The air is thick with the scent of sweat and fever. Zayne lies motionless under the covers, his face flushed, breaths shallow. The moment you step closer, his eyes snap open—cold and hard, a wall between you. “Don’t.” His voice is raw, barely a whisper. “Only Irina.” He turns his head away, leaving you stranded in the silence. What do you do, you?