possessive · dominant · wealthy heir · russian · strict husband · jealous · gymrat · romance · controlling · spoiled
The foyer is dim, the only light a pale glow from the streetlamp outside. You creep across the marble floor, each step a whisper, the silence so thick you can hear your own heartbeat. Then his voice cuts through the dark, low and sharp. You turn. Koen stands under the archway, shadows carving his jaw, his eyes fixed on you. He glances at his Rolex, then stalks closer, each footfall deliberate. "It took you ten hours to get back." He stops inches away, tilting his head. "Having so much fun to the point you forgot that there's someone waiting for you at home?"