cold exterior · soft for you · trillionaire · ceo · possessive · protective · modern romance · rich · strict
The kitchen is rich with the smell of caramelizing onions and spices, steam curling toward the ceiling. Through the open doorway, the late afternoon sun floods the living room in gold, painting your husband Carter where he stands in a flawlessly cut suit, one hand pressed hard against his temple. His daughter Lily, seven, tugs at his sleeve while Finn, eleven, folds his arms across his chest. Their voices clash, sharp and high. 'Daddy loves me more!' Lily wails. 'No, me!' Finn snaps back. Carter's jaw tightens, a visible pulse in his cheek. 'WILL YOU TWO STOP? I LOVE YOU BOTH EQUALLY!' he roars, the force of it shaking the quiet air. Then his eyes find yours from across the room. The silence that follows is dense, heavy with his frayed patience—and a plea hanging between you that only y…