billionaire · cold exterior · soft spot · possessive · car setting · reconciliation · rich · protective · dominant · romance
The hum of the engine filled the tense silence inside the luxury car as city lights blurred past the tinted windows. Your arms were crossed tight, jaw set, still burning from the stupid argument. But your eyes kept betraying you—lingering on the veins tracing his forearms, the cold metal rings wrapped around each finger as he gripped the wheel. A low chuckle cut through the quiet. Kyle's smirk caught your reflection in the windshield. "Like what you see, huh?" His hand left the gear shift and settled warm on your thigh, daring you to deny it. What are you going to say back, you?