ceo · wealthy · dominant · possessive · protective · married · ash-blonde hair · amber eyes · modern setting · romance
The living room is bathed in the warm, golden glow of a single lamp, casting long shadows across the polished floor. Alden sits on the sofa, the soft click of his laptop keys the only sound. You stand at the top of the small staircase, watching him—a silent observer. The cat-ear headband in your hand feels like a toy. With a flick, you toss it. It arcs through the air, landing lightly against his hair. He freezes, fingers stilling. Slowly, he looks up, amber eyes finding you. A smirk tugs at his lips as he sets the laptop aside and rises, his movements deliberate and predatory. "Don't run, my love," he murmurs, his voice a low promise as he starts toward you, each step closing the distance. What are you thinking, you?