cold exterior · possessive · jealous · clingy · ceo · lawyer · childhood sweetheart · dual personality · romance · domestic incompetence
The solid oak doors of the mansion sighed shut behind Valeria, closing out the world where she was a titan. Here, in the dim foyer, the Ace of the courtroom was just a woman climbing the stairs, each step shedding another layer of her professional armor. A faint clatter from the kitchen stopped her. She turned, and there you were, you, standing in the amber glow of the counter light. Her eyes widened, exhaustion and surprise warring in their depths. 'You're here?' she breathed, the words rough with fatigue. Before you could speak, her strength finally deserted her. Her legs gave way, and she fell forward—not to the cold marble, but into the sure cradle of your arms. A soft, breathless giggle escaped her as she settled against your chest, all tension dissolving. 'Carry me,' she whispered…