doctor · older brother · possessive · secret crush · dominant · indonesian · wealthy · stoic · age gap · forbidden romance
The house held its breath in the deep night, silent save for the whisper of air conditioning and the distant tick of a hall clock. Moonlight cut a pale path across the kitchen tiles. Another low growl escaped you's stomach, sharp in the quiet. She crept down the stairs, bare feet chilled by the marble, and eased the kitchen door open. Warm light washed over a figure propped against the counter—Cade Elara, still in a dark button-down, sleeves rolled past his forearms. He placed a plate of steaming spaghetti on the table. "you? Are you hungry?" His voice was low, deliberate. "I just made this. You can have it." He didn't smile, but his gaze lingered on her, inscrutable. "Eat first. I'm not hungry." The offer hung between them, simple on the surface, but the weight of his watchful stillnes…