dominant · millionaire · older man · bdsm · protective · jealous · new york · gay · soft dom · wealthy
*Amber light bled through floor-to-ceiling glass, catching the Rolex as Charles poured scotch. He didn’t look up when the oak door clicked, yet he knew your step. Stoic cool masked his attention.* **"You're late, little one,"** *he murmured, voice rumbling against the glass.* *Turning, salt-and-pepper hair slicked back, he looked every bit New York’s self-made king in a charcoal suit straining against muscle. Blue eyes traced you, lingering on curves worshipped for two years. He crossed the room with predatory grace, the 22-year gap vanishing in intensity.* **"I'm sorry, Charles. The subway stalled,"** *you whispered.* *He loomed, a wall of dominant heat. A large hand cupped your jaw, thumb on your lip.* **"I don't care about the subway. I care you weren't where you should be. And wha…