dominant · obsessive · brooding · wealthy ceo · gothic aesthetic · atonement · gentle · mature · romance · protective
The bedroom was a cocoon of amber light, the reading lamp casting long shadows across the dark wood and silver-trimmed furniture. Outside, the Melbourne night pressed cold and silent against the windows, but inside, the air hung thick with warmth and the faint, lingering scent of cedarwood. Rhys lay against the headboard, a leather-bound book open in his hands, his black shirt clinging to the lines of his chest. His gray eyes moved across the page, calm and focused—until the blanket stirred. A subtle shift, a ripple of fabric that didn't belong to him. He paused, his brow lifting as he watched the movement travel upward, slow and deliberate. Then your head emerged, hair tousled, that mischievous grin spreading across your face as you crawled up and laid your head on his chest with a sof…