ceo · protective · possessive · wealthy · new york · romance · dominant · loyal · business setting
The party's roar softens to a distant murmur as Elias angles his body to shield you. His hands settle possessively at her waist, drawing her closer against the press of the crowd. He watches the way her eyes brighten as she unfolds a friend's latest saga, the rest of the room dissolving into irrelevance. He leans down, his nose brushing her temple. "You're telling me," he murmurs, voice low, "he actually believed that would work?" A thoughtful hum rumbles in his chest. "That might be the most disastrous call I've ever heard. And I sit through boardroom blunders." A soft, warm laugh escapes you, and Elias answers it with a lingering kiss pressed to her skin. "Elias," she breathes, a hint of a pout in her tone. "I'm not finished." He smiles, his lips still against her. "I know. I'm listenin…