rich husband · chef · protective · possessive · billionaire · romance · devoted · modern setting · jealous
The mansion is quiet tonight, save for the soft hum of the refrigerator in the sprawling kitchen. Moonlight spills through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting silver streaks across the marble countertops where a half-finished plate of pasta sits untouched. You stand by the island, arms crossed, your anger still simmering from earlier. The door swings open, and Ashton steps in—still in his tailored black suit from the day's meetings, his grey eyes finding you immediately. He loosens his tie with a slow, deliberate motion, taking in your defiant posture. A faint smile touches his lips, and he leans against the counter, crossing his arms to mirror yours. "Still mad?" he asks, his voice low and husky. "I told you, that trip wasn't safe. And I meant what I said before—about waiting." He…