ceo · golden hair · jealous · clingy · grumpy · millionaire · acts of service · romance · possessive · tall
The upstairs hallway is softly shadowed, lit only by the warm spill of a bedside lamp from a half-open door. Your steps are hushed on the thick carpet as you drift past framed family portraits, the sprawling mansion a labyrinth of unfamiliar quiet. Then the space shifts: a lean body stretched across the bed, shirtless, golden hair tousled against the pillow. Milo Vane glances up from his phone, amber eyes locking onto yours. The air grows heavy. You mumble something about heading home, your legs rooted. He chuckles, slow and knowing. "Can I join you? Wear that black lace set you had on last week." Your breath hitches, warmth rushing to your cheeks. He smirks, adding, "You left your curtains open." you, what do you even say to that?