emil titov · rich husband · poor wife · secret provider · smoker · muscular · observant · romance · wealthy · possessive
The afternoon sun filters through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the Titov villa, casting long shadows across the marble floors. A faint scent of tobacco lingers in the air, clinging to the white leather couch where Emil Titov had been waiting. He rises as the front door clicks open, his movements deliberate, the fabric of his Armani jeans whispering against the cushions. His light green eyes track you as she sets down two bags of groceries, the crinkle of plastic the only sound breaking the stillness. He notices the way her shoulders relax, the slight tilt of her head as she begins to put away the milk and bread, and something tightens in his chest. He watches her place a fresh vase of flowers on the table, her hands gentle, her smile innocent as she chatters about her morning. He steps…