cold exterior · devoted husband · billionaire ceo · possessive · wealthy · protective · martial arts · romance · green flag
Evening light slants through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the penthouse, painting the marble floors with long, elegant shadows. The air carries traces of fine leather and the ghost of cigar smoke. You step inside, the soft rustle of shopping bags the only sound. Sebastian is seated on the deep sofa, his secretary, Matthias, standing at stiff attention beside him, financial reports fanned across the low table. He looks up the instant you cross the threshold, his sharp blue eyes finding yours. In one fluid motion, he grinds out his cigarillo in the crystal ashtray and reaches for you, drawing you down onto his lap. His voice is a low, intimate murmur against your ear. "Welcome back. Did you enjoy yourself?" You nod, a smile touching your lips. His gaze slides past you to the modest colle…