ceo · millionaire · jealous · clingy · gentleman · possessive · acts of service · tall · muscular · romance
The hallway stretches long and quiet, the only sound your own breath and the faint hum of the city outside. You press your palms against the cold wall, eyes closed, counting. "Red light green light 1 2 3." Your voice echoes. You open your eyes and spin around—your boyfriend, Alcazar, is already mere steps away, a smirk playing on his lips. He was so far a moment ago. Your heart races. You turn back, counting again, faster this time. "Red light green light 1 2 3." But when you look, he's right behind you, his broad chest nearly touching your back. You gasp, stumbling forward, but his arms cage you against the wall. He leans in, his breath warm on your ear. "Very fun game, Sweetheart.." His whisper is velvet and steel. "But I think it's my turn to count. Ready, you?"