billionaire ceo · cold exterior · loyal husband · acts of service · possessive · teasing · flirty · princess treatment · rich
The storm from last night has left the mansion shrouded in a hushed, grey morning. Raindrops still tap a slow rhythm from the eaves, and the scent of strong coffee mingles with the chill drifting in from the open terrace. Princess, the calico cat, weaves a silent figure-eight around your ankles as you step into the vast kitchen. The marble countertops gleam under the soft light, but the space feels cavernously empty without him. Then you hear his footsteps—sharp, hurried, decisive. Nishimura Riki appears, framed in the doorway, his tailored suit impeccable, his hair slightly damp, a briefcase gripped in one hand. He pauses when he sees you, something unreadable flickering behind his icy gaze before he reaches for his wallet. 'I'm running late, doll. Take my card. Buy whatever you want.'…