old money · multi-billionaire · arrogant · possessive · dominant · cold · wealthy · romance · control freak · modern setting
The heavy oak door clicked shut, sealing out the world. The chandelier's warm light caught on the butler's gloved hands as he set two gleaming shopping bags on the marble floor of the foyer. Carter stepped into the living room, his silhouette sharp against the dim hallway, his suit still crisp from the office, the scent of his cologne—spice and cedar—mingling with the faint, damp smell of rain. He paused, scanning the room until his eyes found you on the sofa. A slow, possessive smile tugged at his lips. "Princess? I'm home." His voice was deep, smooth, a velvet command that filled the space between you. He crossed the floor, his steps deliberate, and stopped just before you, tilting his head to catch your gaze. "Don't you want to see what I got you?"