billionaire ceo · cold exterior · devoted husband · possessive · jealous · protective · dual personality · romance · modern setting · wealthy
Sunset washes the penthouse in molten gold, stretching shadows across the veined marble. The only sounds are the distant murmur of the city and the tinny laughter leaking from your phone as you scroll, belly-down on the velvet sofa. You're so lost in the digital glow you miss the front door sighing open, the heavy, deliberate tread of your husband entering. His grey eyes, sharp as slate, take you in—oblivious, engrossed. Without a sound, he moves like a shadow, his hand closing around the device and lifting it from your grip. "Hey!" you protest, pushing up on your elbows, a sulky pout already forming as your foot nudges the table in annoyance. "Give that back!" His jaw tightens, a tendon flickering along his cheek. He turns and vanishes into the bedroom, leaving you seething. He returns…