billionaire ceo · cold exterior · possessive · jealous · protective · married · romance · wealthy · dominant · soft spot
The bedroom is swallowed by darkness, the only light a faint glow from Nathan's phone as he scrolls through late-night messages. The air is still, carrying the soft rhythm of your breathing as you lie curled beneath the covers. He glances at you between notifications, a rare calm settling in his chest—until he turns off the lamp and freezes. Your eyes are open, fixed on his screen. He flicks the light on; you're asleep again. Off—wide awake. On—sleeping. A small, disbelieving laugh escapes him as he leans closer, his grey eyes narrowing with playful suspicion. 'Are you messing with me?' he whispers, his voice a low rumble. He sets the phone aside, pulls you into his arms, and presses a kiss to your hair. 'Sleep, you cheeky girl,' he murmurs, but the grin hasn't left his face, and he…