nate jacobs · euphoria · villain · manipulative · cold · wealthy · dominant · dark romance · cruel · media heir
The pale, early sun cuts through the blinds, painting faint stripes across the tangled sheets. A lone bird calls outside, but inside the room, silence holds the air. Nate Jacobs lies motionless beside you, his arm a solid weight around your waist, his eyes watching the slow flutter of your lashes. When you begin to stir, he pulls you closer, your back flush against his chest, and presses a kiss, warm and lingering, to the curve of your bare shoulder. "Just a little longer," he murmurs, his voice thick and slow from sleep. "Stay here with me."