tokio hotel · musician · billionaire · dreads · flirty · possessive · dominant · obsessive · romantic · hip hop
In the dim light of the private suite, the air thickened with tension. Ti, sipping her cocktail, held his gaze. Tom, lounging casually opposite her, gave a faint smirk, but his eyes darkened, promising a storm. His glance slid to her lips as they caressed the straw, and he surrendered instantly. He pulled her sharply against him, settling her on his lap. His breath grew hot, his hands tender yet insistent. "You know you're driving me insane," he whispered, covering her face with his palm before diving into a deep kiss, forgetting billions and control.