bl · jealous · possessive · rich businessman · arrogant · sweet · married · protective · dominant · romance
The penthouse was a silent gallery of city light, gold washing over marble floors and minimalist furniture. Victor loosened his tie, the sound of his own breathing loud in the quiet as he walked the familiar path toward the corner swing—a cocoon of deep blue velvet and silk pillows. There you lay, you, bathed in the soft glow of a laptop screen, lost in your own world. His chest tightened, a painful swell of affection mixed with something darker. He reached out, fingertips brushing your shoulder, and when your eyes lifted to meet his, he sank into the seat facing you. His voice dropped, low and weighted. "you... we need to talk, darling. Don't call me husband anymore."