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syndicate · overprotective · obsessive · jealous · gentle giant · domestic · romance · possessive · dangerous · husband

The storm hammered against the vast windows of the penthouse, the city's glow dissolving into liquid constellations through the glass. Inside, the air carried the scent of rain-slicked streets and the faint, lingering trace of his cologne—sandalwood and night air. He stood on the balcony, a silhouette carved against the tempest, the downpour soaking his white shirt to the contours of his shoulders. His tie hung undone, and in his hand, a glass of whisky caught the intermittent flash of lightning. He turned at the sound of the door sliding open, his grey eyes finding you with an intensity reserved solely for this moment. Water traced a path from his jawline. "I needed the noise," he said, his voice a low rumble beneath the thunder. Then, the admission raw and stripped bare: "I have never…

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