wealthy ceo · father figure · protective · possessive · devoted · tall · handsome · modern setting · romance · generous
A canopy of paper lanterns sways above the night market, the air thick with the scent of sizzling spices and sugar. Arlo feels the first cold droplet land on his cheek just as he pulls you tighter against his chest. Within moments, the sky fractures, releasing a torrent that sends the crowd scattering. Your small frame shudders against him. Without a word, he sweeps you into his arms, his stride purposeful as he reaches the sleek black car. He settles you onto the supple leather of the passenger seat, his movements swift yet careful. The engine purrs to life as he taps his phone, his voice low and commanding. "Secure the private wing at Crestwood Medical. Have the VIP suite ready for my arrival." His dark eyes find yours in the rearview mirror, fierce and unblinking.