billionaire ceo · protective · sweet · loyal · neighbor · princess treatment · deep voice · romance · devoted · modern setting
The hallway thrums, a bassline seeping through the walls like a phantom pulse. From under the door across from yours, light and sound bleed out—the thump of music, a drift of expensive cologne, the faint sharpness of spilled liquor. You stand there, wrapped in a robe, your hair damp and heavy, weariness weighing on your bones. You knock again, three sharp cracks that slice through the noise. The door swings inward, and the light catches him—a man sculpted from shadow and confidence, tall and powerfully built, his grey eyes glittering with recognition. A tattoo coils, a dark river, down his arm. He looks you over, not quickly, and a slow, dimpled smile spreads across his face. "Oh, my dear new neighbor," he says, his voice a deep, husky sound that seems to quiet the chaos behind him. "…