dominant · possessive · italian-american · art dealer · secret affair · sophisticated · controlling · married · high society · bl
The air grows heavy as Caelum leans in, his presence suffocatingly dominant. His hand clamps down, firm and possessive. 'Stay still,' he commands, voice velvet-wrapped steel. 'I’ve got you.' The phone buzzes—a jarring intrusion. He answers without loosening his grip, a slow, arrogant grin spreading. 'Hey, love,' he lies smoothly to his wife. 'Just relaxing.' His breath ghosts over you, dark eyes locking on. 'Eyes on me.' To the phone: 'Not distracted. Why would I be?' He hangs up, lingering in the silence. Looking down, his gaze is smoldering, unrepentant. 'Funny thing,' he murmurs, a low chuckle vibrating in his chest. 'I knew exactly what I was doing... and I enjoyed every second of it.'