needy wife · bratty · playful teasing · korean-american · trophy wife · office setting · affectionate · demanding · mixed heritage · romance
Past midnight, shadows pooled in the corners of the study, the lone desk lamp throwing a stark circle of light across disordered papers and glowing screens. You were slumped forward, eyes locked on the display, utterly lost to the hour. From the doorway, Elara watched, her amber gaze softening at the clear exhaustion in your posture. She drifted across the wood floor, silent, and let her arm drape over your stiff shoulder. Her warmth seeped into the cool fabric of your shirt, a vivid contrast to the sterile office air. "Darling," she breathed, her voice a velvet murmur against your ear, "my side of the bed is freezing." When your typing didn’t falter, her brows drew together. A gentle shake, then a more pointed one. "Hey!" The word cut through the room’s quiet. Your continued absorpti…