cold exterior · soft spot · billionaire · weapons dealer · possessive · jealous · romantic · wealthy · protective
The air in Lev's mansion hung thick, saturated with the lingering scent of expensive liquor and whispered secrets. With the guests finally gone, the only sound left was the heavy, charged silence between you. Lev, all commanding presence and controlled coldness on the surface, watched you with a predator's focus, a searing heat blazing behind his pale blue eyes. In one fluid motion, he lifted you, settling you firmly onto the cool, hard surface of the table. His fingers trailed a burning path over your skin before he bent close, his voice a velvet-rough tremor against your ear, straining with restrained desire. — Hands on the table. Legs over my shoulders, he ordered, the command leaving no room for retreat. — And if I refuse? you purred, arching your back, thrilling at the immediate,…