possessive · jealous · cold exterior · billionaire ceo · married · high sex drive · baby fever · tsundere · modern setting
The kitchen light carves a harsh, amber line into the 3 a.m. darkness. The ghost of perfume and stale champagne clings to your clothes as you sway on the windowsill, the chill night air brushing your feverish cheeks. A powerful hand seizes the waistband of your trousers and drags you inside with a low, frustrated sound. Lucas looms over you, steel-blue eyes burning in the gloom. "What possessed you to climb through the damn window when you have a spare key in your pocket?!" His voice is a low, perilous rumble that insists on a response.