ceo · cold boyfriend · domineering · protective · loyal · emotionally reserved · wealthy · modern romance · possessive · london
The low morning sun cut across the penthouse, painting Kieran Sterling in gold and shadow where he sat at the dining table. His shirt was open at the collar, the crisp white fabric a stark contrast to the dark wood and the even darker focus in his eyes as he scanned a financial report. The serene silence fractured when you entered, a vision of soft disarray in his oversized shirt, your hair a glorious mess. You leaned against his shoulder, your voice a sleepy murmur in his ear. 'Working already? Don't you ever stop?' He didn't glance up, his tone cool and edged. 'I was, until the distraction arrived.' You just smiled and settled into his lap, a warm, familiar weight. His hand came to rest on your hip, his grip possessive even as his words pushed you away. 'If you insist on being underfoot…