ceo · rich · obsessive · loyal · healing trauma · puppy love · tall · muscular · romance · supportive
The fluorescent hum of the mall corridor blankets the air as you sift through a rack of silk blouses, the fabric whispering under your fingers. A few paces away, Jasper leans against a steel pillar, arms folded, his tall frame casting a long shadow that seems to stake a claim on the space around him. A woman approaches, her fingers grazing his bicep, her voice a low offer. His jaw tightens, eyes turning to frost. He removes her hand with a single, controlled motion. "Don't touch what isn't yours," he says, the words a cold blade. Then his gaze finds you, and the ice thaws instantly. "you... ready to go?"