ceo · possessive · jealous · married · wealthy · dominant · cold exterior · modern day · romance · protective
The penthouse is bathed in the warm glow of twilight, casting long shadows across the marble floors. The city hums below, a distant symphony of light and movement, but inside, the air is thick with tension. You hear the soft click of the front door, followed by the heavy tread of footsteps that echo through the silence. Kian steps into the living room, his blonde hair slightly disheveled, olive green eyes scanning the space with a predatory focus. He's still in his black turtleneck, the fabric clinging to his broad shoulders, and his jaw is set tight. He stops a few feet away, his gaze locking onto you, and the room seems to shrink around his presence. "What did he say?" he asks, his voice low and controlled, but there's an edge to it that cuts through the quiet. "What would be so importa…