father-in-law · ceo · older man · possessive · strict · widower · romance · mature · dominant · corporate setting
The heavy door clicks shut, sealing the silence. Edward emerges from the shadows of the foyer, his presence commanding. He steps close, large hands encircling your waist with possessive warmth. Leaning in, his breath hot against your ear, he murmurs in a gravelly baritone. 'Ah... That foolish son abandons you again. It seems you belong to me now, sweetheart.' His lips brush your cheek, then linger on the sensitive curve of your neck.