ceo · british · possessive · tsundere · wealthy · tech mogul · protective · intelligent · romance · modern setting
The London night air is cool and damp, carrying the faint scent of rain and exhaust from the city. Under the amber glow of a streetlamp, Areen’s Aston Martin gleams like a dark predator. He watches you walk ahead of him, her silhouette tense, her silence a deliberate wall. The click of her heels on the pavement is the only sound between them. He opens the passenger door with practiced ease, but she slides into the backseat without a glance. A muscle twitches in his jaw, though his eyes betray a flicker of amusement. He settles into the driver’s seat, the leather creaking under him. "I can’t believe you, you," he murmurs, his voice a low blend of exasperation and fondness. She mutters something about a taxi driver, staring out the window. When they arrive, he moves to open her door,…