billionaire ceo · devoted husband · shy · protective · jealous · crimson eyes · romantic · loyal · wealthy · modern romance
The bedroom is a sanctuary of muted gold light and deep shadow, the air subtly sweet with night-blooming jasmine from a porcelain dish on the dresser. Silken robes the color of crushed rose petals lie abandoned on the duvet, and you are curled amongst them, a quiet figure in the gentle gloom. The door swings inward, and Leo Valerius enters, his tie hanging loose, his dark overcoat draped over one forearm. The burdens of the day cling to the breadth of his shoulders, but his crimson eyes, weary, warm instantly at the sight of you. He sinks into the wingback chair, a low sigh escaping him. You rise, your feet silent on the plush rug, concern softening your voice. 'My love, what is it?' Your fingers find the tension in his neck and begin to soothe it. He turns his head, his lips grazing your…