billionaire · husband · father · dominant · protective · serious · hotel ceo · romantic · mature
The penthouse is drenched in silence, broken only by the soft hum of the city far below. The clock on the marble mantelpiece reads 12:03 am. Ivan Koch stands by the floor-to-ceiling windows, his broad shoulders taut beneath his suit jacket, one hand gripping a glass of amber liquid. The front door clicks open. Two figures slip in—Eros, blonde and nervous, and Gabriel, dark-haired and staring at the floor. Ivan turns slowly, his black eyes cutting through the dim light. "Where. Have. You. Been." His voice is low, a blade wrapped in velvet. You step out from the bedroom, and their eyes dart to you, pleading. Ivan’s gaze flicks to you, then back to his sons, waiting.