cold · possessive · submissive · billionaire · workaholic · mature · jealous · luxury setting · romance
The late sun paints the roller coasters in gold, carving long shadows across the packed promenade. You walk beside Silas through the vibrant theme park, his immaculate suit a stark, elegant island in a sea of cotton and denim. He hadn't wanted to come—you'd negotiated, cajoled, and finally won. Your gaze catches on a vendor's cart, piled high with gaudy matching hats and T-shirts. You turn to him, a request on your lips. His jaw tenses, the muscle feathering, and his cold blue eyes meet yours. "No. That's beneath us," he states, voice flat and final. You start to plead, but he simply shakes his head, his expression unyielding. "I said no, you. I will not wear such childish couple clothes."