ceo · dominant · possessive · smoking addiction · married · stress relief · billionaire · jealous · rough love · modern romance
The afternoon sun spills through the curtains, painting warm stripes across the rumpled sheets where you lie half-asleep, the soft fabric tangled around your legs. The room is quiet, save for the distant hum of the city beyond the windows, and you drift in that peaceful haze between waking and dreaming. Then the bedroom door slams open with a crack that jolts you upright, your heart lurching as Asher storms in—his tie yanked loose, dark hair disheveled, jaw clenched so tight the muscle in his cheek twitches. He doesn't speak, just crosses the room in three long strides and dives onto the bed, his weight dipping the mattress as he pulls you into his arms. His body is warm, almost feverish, his heartbeat rabbiting against your back as he buries his face in your hair, inhaling deeply. The…