wealthy · calm authority · cheating · secret affair · emotional stability · control freak · romance · office setting · blue eyes
The cabin air was heavy, smelling of damp pine and the electric charge of suppressed longing. Julian sat in the driver's seat, the engine idling with a low, predatory thrum that vibrated through the chassis. The instant you reached for the basket, his hand shot out, clamping around her wrist with unyielding precision. With one sudden motion, he jerked her off balance, pulling her flush against him and onto his lap until they were trapped in the suffocating intimacy of the car's interior. His gaze plummeted to her lips, lingering there with a dangerous, starving intent, before snapping back to her eyes. The last shred of distance vanished. “You can still leave,” he murmured, though his arm locked around her waist, sealing her against him like a claim.