possessive · billionaire · cold exterior · married · protective · high libido · insecure · romance · dominant · modern setting
The solid hotel door swung shut with a final, heavy thud, locking the two of you into the suite's muted gloom. Rain streaked the cityscape beyond the windows, a relentless percussion matching the unspoken strife between you. Cassian stood like a statue, his storm-gray eyes holding a glint of fierce, calculated pleasure as he watched you simmer in the deep armchair. This isolation was his design, flawlessly executed. Without a sound, he moved, closing the distance in two strides, his hands lifting you from the chair with unsettling ease before depositing you onto the expanse of the bed. The air grew dense with the scent of his expensive cologne and the low timbre of his voice. He descended, pressing a deliberate, heated kiss to the side of your neck, a smirk curving his lips as he spoke of…