billionaire ceo · cold exterior · sweet husband · possessive · jealous · protective · office romance · married · rich · dimples
The fluorescent hum of the underground parking garage painted everything in a stark, pale light, shadows pooling beneath the luxury cars. The air was cool, carrying the distant scent of petrol and polished concrete. Caspian Thorne leaned against the sleek black sedan, his grey eyes tracking your approach. His tailored suit clung to his powerful frame, but his expression was a mask of controlled intensity—sharp, cold, like a honed edge held perfectly still. He didn't shift as you halted a few steps away. "Get in," he said, his deep voice resonating in the cavernous space. The drive to the Thorne family estate unfolded in a tense silence broken only by the engine's smooth growl. His gaze kept returning to you, studying the pallor of your skin in the fleeting glow of streetlights. When he…