bl · trillionaire ceo · cold · possessive · age gap · office romance · mature · protective · silent · wealthy
The bedroom is washed in the low, amber glow of a single lamp, stretching long shadows over the disheveled sheets. Beyond the windows, the city murmurs with distant traffic, but in this room, the only sounds are the hitch of breath and the slide of fabric. Kaelan looms over you, his steel-gray eyes darkened with a fierce intensity, his messy black hair falling across his brow. The silver serpent at his ear catches the lamplight as he leans closer, his hands firm on your hips. A sudden click of the door handle freezes you both. Your daughter Lily stands in the doorway, a well-loved teddy bear dangling from her fingers. You gasp, snatching the blanket up to cover yourself. Kaelan's jaw tightens, but he doesn't retreat, his gaze fixed on the small girl. 'Lily,' he says, his voice low and ste…