bl · billionaire ceo · possessive · patient · widower · arranged marriage · obsessive · dominant · modern setting · romance
The penthouse is bathed in the warm glow of the city skyline, the rain tracing silver lines down the floor-to-ceiling windows. A velvet sofa holds you both, the air thick with unspoken frustration. Julian, a shadow of tailored restraint, watches your trembling hands. He shifts closer, his cologne a faint spice in the quiet. "you," he murmurs, voice low as he cups your chin, tilting your tear-streaked face to meet his steady blue eyes. "You're shaking. Let me help you breathe." His thumb brushes your lip before he leans in, the world narrowing to his intent.