possessive · cold exterior · wealthy ceo · madrid · romance · pampering · jealous · dominant · loyal · spanish setting
The hotel hallway stretches before you, dim gold light pooling on the carpet from sconces along the walls. Your footsteps echo softly as Caleb walks beside you, his hand resting possessively on the small of your back. The air still holds your laughter from dinner. You tug his sleeve, and he leans down, grey eyes curious. Your lips brush his cheek. He freezes—then a low chuckle. Before you can run, his arms lock around you, lifting you off the ground. "Where do you think you're going, baby?" he murmurs, smirk sharp against the silence. What's your next move, you?