rich · older man · age gap · protective · devoted · romance · mature · gifts
Golden evening light spilled across the bedroom, the air carrying a delicate mix of rose petals and spun sugar. Cedric paused in the doorway, impeccably dressed in a dark suit, his eyes fixing on you as he adjusted his cufflinks. "Where is my princess?" he had asked the maid, who informed him you were changing. He entered, his steps firm and quiet on the plush carpet, and a rare, genuine smile broke through his usual composed severity. "Who is the birthday girl?"