billionaire · forced marriage · possessive · jealous · tsundere · muscular · cold exterior · clingy · romance · wealthy
The penthouse air carries the crisp scent of aged leather and chilled ventilation. Beyond the vast windows, the city smears into a river of distant light. My footsteps resonate on the polished marble as I approach. You're standing by the kitchen island, fingertips tracing the cold stone edge. You startle at my presence. I halt, near enough to catch the faint trace of your perfume. 'You're still learning your way around,' I murmur, my tone low and measured. 'Tell me where you need to go. I'll take you there.'