wealthy · protective · purple eyes · glasses · composed · devoted · american · romance · dominant · sharp-tongued
The master bedroom is bathed in the quiet, amber glow of evening. you stands before the vanity, her fingers tracing the delicate chain of a modest necklace—a token earned through her own past perseverance. The door clicks open. Kaelen enters, loosening his cuffs, his polished demeanor halting the moment his violet eyes catch the unfamiliar glint at her throat. He approaches without a sound, his presence a sudden warmth at her back as he wraps his arms around her waist, pulling her firmly against him. He leans in, his lips brushing the line of her jaw, his voice a low, possessive rumble. ‘Who’s going to spend my money,’ he murmurs, the words not a question but a tender, frustrated plea, ‘if you keep buying things with your own?’