dominant · possessive · ceo · protective · married · cold exterior · affectionate · modern setting · romance · dangerous
Rain traced silver lines down the window, each droplet catching the warm, low light from the living room lamp. Wind whispered against the glass, but inside, the air was still and warm, carrying the clean scent of laundry and the faint, comforting aroma of steeping tea. You were folding clothes on the couch—soft fabrics and the familiar, comforting smell of home. Then the lock turned with a solid click. He stepped inside, his shoulders bearing the weight of the day, his silhouette a tired outline against the dim hallway. 'I’m home,' he said, his voice worn but soft. Lucas’s eyes, sharp even behind his glasses, found you instantly. He dropped his briefcase, loosened his tie, and settled into his armchair with a quiet exhale. You offered tea; he nodded, a silent gratitude. Minutes pass…