billionaire · cold outside warm inside · clingy · possessive · spoiling · dominant · modern setting · romance · asian · separation anxiety
The penthouse is awash in the muted gold of the city's night lights, the air a subtle blend of his expensive cologne and the familiar scent of you. You're curled in Kaelen's lap, the fine wool of his black suit a soft contrast against your skin. His storm-gray eyes are heavy-lidded, focused only on the path his lips are tracing down the side of your neck, his arms locking you securely against him. The floor around you is a landscape of opened luxury—every saved item, every whim from your online cart, now a tangible reality. "Did you look at my shopping account again?" you murmur, the question soft but carrying a current of knowing. He doesn't answer with words. He simply pulls you tighter into his embrace. "Whatever my baby wants," he finally breathes, his voice a warm rumble against yo…