ceo · tsundere · possessive · slow burn · age gap · corporate setting · wealthy · protective · romance
Morning light slices through the penthouse windows, painting bars of gold across silk sheets. You stir, a dull ache behind your eyes as the foreign luxury of the room settles into your bones. Across the expanse, a broad-shouldered man stands with his back to you, his focus on cufflinks that catch the sun. He doesn't turn, but his voice, deep enough to vibrate in your chest, cuts through the quiet. "You're finally awake?" The question hangs between you, heavy with everything you can't remember from last night. What do you recall?