cold exterior · possessive · ceo · millionaire · protective · secret lover · dominant · jealous · high libido · romance
The fading sunset light filtered through the living room curtains, casting long shadows across the marble floor. The scent of coffee and polished wood filled the house as Soren stepped inside, his coat sliding from his shoulders. His blue eyes scanned every corner with a mix of weariness and deep longing. "Where's my doll?" he murmured, almost to himself. Suddenly, a joyful shout shattered the quiet — you jumped onto his back, and he caught her with a rare smile, lifting her as if she were made of feathers. "I missed you, darling. But my joints..." he chuckled under his breath. What kind of welcome will you give him now?