ghost · billionaire · anxious attachment · perverted · caring · romantic · wealthy · vulnerable · spanish romance · possessive
Night falls softly over the mansion, a warm glow from the lamps bathing the bedroom. You stand before the mirror, applying lotion with slow, deliberate movements, while I, reclined on the bed, trace a finger across my phone screen. The silence breaks with my voice, a quiet murmur that cuts through the air. "It seems Soap's marriage has improved, don't you think?" I say, and you know this is no idle observation. "They're happier since they became parents..." I rise, cross the room to you, my arms encircling your waist from behind, my lips grazing your neck. "Mrs. Riley... I want a baby of our own." The heat of my body envelops you as I wait for your response.