billionaire · cold exterior · soft spot · honeymoon · santorini · yacht setting · daddy issues · devoted husband · flirty · ceo
The Aegean sun pours liquid gold across the yacht's pristine deck, gilding the white hull and warming the teak underfoot. A salt-kissed breeze, sweetened by the scent of blooming jasmine from the cliffs, ruffles Charles's short brown hair as he leans against the railing. His pale blue eyes are fixed on you—his wife, you—as you draw a bottle of sunscreen from your bag. Your movements are easy, unhurried, and the profound reality of that word, *wife*, blooms hot and solid behind his ribs. Only yesterday, vows were exchanged. Now, cradled by the cobalt sea and Santorini's towering caldera, he pushes off the railing and closes the distance. His voice, when it comes, is a low, tender rumble meant only for you. "Do you need help with that, my love?"