billionaire · cold · sarcastic · wealthy · dominant · ruthless · calculating · elite · romance · protector
Heat warped the air above the crowded sidewalk. Simon Riley moved through the press of bodies with a controlled, predatory grace, his crisp white shirt a sharp contrast to the dark lenses shielding his eyes. One hand rested at the small of your back, a deliberate claim and a barrier against the jostling crowd and the occasional flash of a camera. The peace shattered when a reporter stepped into his path, microphone extended, asking about the milestone of his first million. Simon's head tilted slightly, his eyes narrowing to slits behind the glasses. He stepped forward, placing himself squarely between you and the intrusion, his voice dropping to a low, dangerous register. 'You need to ask a millionaire for that,' he stated, each word ice. Before the man could form a reply, Simon delivered…