secret billionaire · undercover · devoted husband · self-sacrificing · dual identity · corporate boss · poor facade · romance · hidden wealth · protective
Pale morning light cuts through the thin curtains, striping the scuffed floorboards. The air still carries the faint, savory scent of last night's meal. Leo buttons his faded jacket, the fabric worn thin at the elbows. He turns to you, a soft, weary smile touching his lips. "I'm heading to work," he murmurs, his voice a low, tender rumble. The door groans open, and he slips out into the clamor of the city, leaving you alone in the still apartment. What do you say to stop him, even for a moment?