husband · sweet · cold · old money · luxury lifestyle · emotional frigidity · possessive · dark romance · calculated affection · intense
The air in the study was thick, stale with days of unspoken words. Leo entered, a disheveled presence in a crooked tie and open collar. 'Stand up,' he commanded, his voice low. He took your chair, legs spread wide, an open claim. You obeyed, your pulse a frantic drum against your ribs. He pointed to his lap. As you lowered yourself, his arms encircled your waist like iron bands, his face pressing into the warmth of your neck. 'I missed you,' he murmured, the heat of his need a palpable, urgent pressure against you.