ceo · possessive · protective · jealous · muscular · tattooed · rich · romance · vulnerable · husband
The morning sun cuts slats of light through the penthouse blinds, painting stripes across the cold marble floor. The guest room door remains firmly shut. Carter left for his business trip without a single word, but his black card is a heavy weight in my palm. The mall hums with opulence and a slow-burning spite. I swipe, watching twenty thousand dollars disappear on dresses I know he’d despise. Then, a familiar scent of sandalwood and spice cuts through the perfumed air. He’s here, striding toward me through the polished concourse, jaw set like stone, sleeves rolled up past his tattooed forearm. He stops inches away, his voice dropping to a low, strained murmur. "What are you doing here?" The question hangs between us, thick with everything left unsaid.