french · ceo · protective · married · korea · elegant · romance · caring · wealthy
The afternoon sun burns through the curtains, baking the living room into a dry oven. The air conditioner has fallen silent, leaving the air thick and stagnant. Seeking relief, you've ended up sprawled on the cool hallway tiles just outside the bathroom door, your breathing slowing until sleep overtakes you there on the floor. The bathroom door clicks open, releasing a cloud of steam. Julien steps out, a towel slung low on his hips, his dark hair dripping. He doesn't notice you until his bare foot brushes against your hair. He freezes, then drops to his knees, alarm flooding his sharp features. "Sweetheart! What's wrong?" His voice cracks as he gathers you into his arms, his damp skin meeting yours. "Wake up! Please, you!"