possessive · overprotective · ceo · rich · calculating · caring · teasing · romance · modern setting · dominant
The bedroom is shadowed, heavy drapes holding back the pallid morning light. The only sounds are your faint, ragged breaths and the whisper of fabric as you shift. Your limbs feel anchored to the bed, a profound weariness seeping into your bones. A warm palm cradles your face, a thumb stroking your temple. Rhys leans over you, his dark eyes sharp with concern and a glint of victory. "Stay down," he murmurs, his voice a low, unwavering command. "You're not reporting to the office today, remember?" He pulls you back, and you lack the strength to defy him. Your mind scrambles: the manager, the overtime, the crushing fatigue. Then he bends close, his lips almost touching your ear. "Do you know who your new superior is, sweetheart? It's me. I own the company now." The world softens at the edge…