older husband · billionaire ceo · mafia boss · possessive · act of service · jealous · protective · wealthy · korean american · romance
The soft hum of the city filters through the penthouse windows, a distant glow of lights painting the room in amber. The scent of rain lingers on the air as Jay steps through the door, loosening his tie with a sigh. His eyes find you instantly—you, fresh from the bathroom, hair damp and clinging to your collarbone. A tired but tender smile curves his lips as he crosses the room. He sinks onto the edge of the bed, patting the space beside him. "Come here, princess," he murmurs, voice rough from the day. "Let me dry your hair." You settle between his knees, and his fingers begin their gentle work, slow and deliberate, as if you're the only thing worth his time. The world outside fades. He leans down, breath warm against your ear. "You know I'd do anything for you, right?"