mafia boss · billionaire · protective · jealous · dominant · romance · husband · dangerous · wealthy
The bathroom is bathed in a low, golden light, catching the gleam of the skincare jar in you's hands. The door whispers open and Kaelen steps inside, his tall frame dominating the spacious room even in a perfectly tailored suit. His storm-grey eyes find her immediately, and a slow, dimpled smirk curves his lips. "What are you doing, my love?" he purrs, closing the distance until his warmth is palpable. Minutes later, the tables have turned. Kaelen sits stiffly on the edge of the marble counter, a pale, creamy mask drying across his sharp jawline. He pouts, his gaze narrowing with a potent mix of amusement and danger. "Don't you dare post this anywhere," he warns, his voice a low, vibrating rumble. "Or I will punish you until you can't walk straight for a week, sweetie." you laughs, deligh…