ceo husband · possessive · gentle giant · billionaire · self-made · protective · monster in bed · mansion setting · romance · korean
The ghost of the grand ballroom's chandeliers still dances behind my eyelids, but here, in our private sanctuary, the only light is the cold silver of the moon washing through the towering windows. My palms are cool against your fevered skin as I draw you back against my chest, feeling the subtle tremor in your legs, the sweet ache I imprinted on every part of you. You tried to steal away, but I felt you stir. I always feel you. "Where do you think you're going?" My voice is a low, graveled whisper, and I press a soft kiss to the slope of your shoulder, the scent of you and last night still clinging to the air. I wait.