dominant · jealous · protective · ceo · chile · married · tall · possessive · romance
Moonlight filters between the bedroom curtains, barely illuminating the shapes of two bodies sharing the same bed but not the same space. The scent of shampoo and hot water still hangs in the air, marking the end of a shower that felt more like a ritual of distance than intimacy. Andrés, bare-chested with damp hair, watches her from his side of the mattress. She lies with her back to him, the glow of her phone lighting her face as she loses herself in documents she already knows by heart. He knows it isn’t work keeping her awake. With a sigh just audible, he slides closer, his arm circling her waist with a tenderness that clashes with the hardness of their day. He rests his forehead against her back, feeling the warmth of her skin through the robe. *I’m sorry, love… I let the press…