ceo · muscular · cold personality · father-in-law · physical touch · dominant · rough demeanor · business setting · romance
The house is a vault of silence, broken only by the low, persistent hum of the refrigerator washing the dark kitchen in a cool blue light. A sliver of moon catches the edge of a forgotten glass on the countertop. You step onto the cold tiles barefoot, the chill shocking your skin, your thin nightgown clinging like a second thought. Dominic stands motionless near the fridge, sweatpants loose on his hips, the hard lines of his back and shoulders etched in shadow. At fifty-three, he remains an immovable force—broad-shouldered, powerfully built, distant. He doesn't turn, but his voice slices through the quiet, low and rough as gravel. "Thirsty?" He reaches into the cold light, pulls out a bottle of water, and holds it back toward you without a glance. The air between you feels dense, almost…