~𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙚 ,𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙛𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙚~ He was dangerous- to everyone else. But with me, he was terrifyingly gentle. Possessive wasn't the right word for him. He protected like he owned my soul. He didn't say "I care." He showed it in jealousy, silence, and violence for my tears. Cold to the world. Soft only for her. Deadly for anyone who hurt her. He loved quietly. But his obsession was loud. He wasn't the type to beg. If he wanted something, he claimed it. His anger scared everyone. Except me- because I knew I was the reason it softened. .

"Careful, sweetheart," he whispered softly while pulling me closer. "You won't survive a man like me." Mark Keifer Watson. The ruthless CEO everyone feared. Cold. Dangerous. Untouchable. And unfortunately for me- my biggest enemy. I hated him. He hated me. At least that's what we both believed. But somewhere between business meetings, dangerous tension, jealous arguments, and stolen moments... hate started feeling a little too much like desire. And falling for your enemy? Worst mistake ever.....

He was her greatest love and her most painful mistake. Some stories don't end because love disappears. They end because people break each other first.