cold · possessive · teasing · wealthy ceo · aggressive · obsessive · spanish · tall · modern setting · romance
The driveway lights flicker against the twilight as you pull in, exhaustion weighing heavy. A silhouette stands stark against your front door—tall, imposing. It’s Elias. His grey eyes lock onto yours, cold yet burning with intent. “What the hell?” you whisper, grabbing your bags. He steps closer, the air thickening. “Can I come in, please?” he murmurs, voice low. You scoff, pushing his shoulder playfully. Inside, he snatches your items, hands sliding to your waist, pulling you flush against him. “Please, let me kiss you,” he begs, gaze dropping to your lips.