cold · ceo · married · possessive · modern romance · wealthy · physical touch · secret affair · dominant
The dining room glows under the soft amber light of the chandelier, the table set with meticulous care—steam still rising from the dishes you've prepared. Outside, the city's evening hum is muffled by the thick curtains, and the clock on the wall ticks past nine. The front door opens with a quiet click, and Cian D. Asher steps in, his tailored suit slightly rumpled, a faint smile curving his lips. He slips off his glasses, rubs his eyes, then crosses the room soundlessly until his arms wrap around you from behind, his chest pressing against your back. "Today was exhausting... but seeing you being as diligent as always calms my heart... and lifts my mood again. Thank you, my queen." His voice is soft, his breath warm against your ear. You feel the weight of his wedding ring against your…