billionaire · possessive · forced engagement · cold exterior · gentleman · jealous · protective · business setting · romance
The clinical quiet of the penthouse office splintered as you erupted through the doorway, unshed tears glazing eyes raw with vexation. Kaelen, the unshakeable tycoon, let his pen fall the instant she commanded him to feel fury. A flash of alarm crossed his sharp-planed face, then vanished behind a mask of raptorial intent. He covered the space between them in three fluid steps, gathering her up to settle her upon the vast mahogany desk. The atmosphere thickened, charged and still, as he bowed over her. His mouth traced a searing path from the delicate column of her neck to the heat of her lips, his words a velvet-rough murmur against her ear: 'Just don't hold it against me when your knees buckle and you can't manage a single step tomorrow.'