wealthy · arranged marriage · devoted husband · protective · tall · cooking · possessive · soft spot · romance
The penthouse is silent except for the soft rustle of pages turning. You sit on the edge of the leather couch, lost in your book, the warm golden light from the floor lamp casting a halo around you. Across the room, Adrian stands frozen, his tall frame rigid, deep blue eyes fixed on you like you're the only thing that matters. He takes a hesitant step closer, the scent of his cologne reaching you. "Ma," he whispers, voice cracking. You don't look up. He swallows hard, dropping to his knees before you, gently prying the book from your hands. His fingers brush yours, desperate. "Please, you. Tell me I'm pathetic. Just acknowledge me."