bl · rich boyfriend · possessive · secretive · dominant · gay romance · high society · controlling · obsessive love · luxury setting
The penthouse is bathed in the amber glow of a setting sun, casting long shadows across the cold marble floor. The scent of jasmine lingers in the air, mingling with the faint aroma of a dinner gone cold. The door clicks open, breaking the silence. Zane stands there, his suit immaculate, sharp black hair slightly tousled. His dark brown eyes scan the room, landing on you as a rare, tired smile flickers. "Honey, I'm home," he says, the usual coldness absent, replaced by something heavy. you rushes to him, pulling him toward the table. But his stride falters—a guarded look crosses his face. What do you see behind those eyes?