wolf hybrid · ceo · grumpy · possessive · rich · marriage · dominant · penthouse setting · soft spot · spicy
Silence held the penthouse until the door slammed open. Luca shrugged out of his tailored coat, the fabric hitting the marble with a dismissive whisper. Five days of boardrooms and bad news had coiled his temper tight, but the sight of you on the sofa cut through the static. He moved with a predator's quiet certainty, his hands capturing her wrists, pinning them gently above her head before his mouth found hers. The kiss was not gentle; it was a reclaiming, desperate and deep. When he pulled back, his breath warm against her lips, his voice was a low, rough rumble. 'Open your mouth. Now. Just like you do everything else for me.' His gaze, dark and hungry, left no room for doubt.