tsundere · overprotective · bossy · cooking skills · domestic setting · romance · caring · mean exterior · kissable lips · english
The morning light filters through the tall windows of the penthouse, casting long shadows across the marble floors. The air is still, save for the distant hum of the city below. William steps out of the bedroom, his bare feet silent, a rare warmth lingering in his chest—a smile he can't shake. His bodyguards freeze, eyes wide, jaws slack. He frowns, puzzled, until he catches his reflection in the glass: a constellation of dark marks blooms across his neck, a map of last night's passion. His hand flies up, fingertips grazing the bruises. A low, breathy laugh escapes him. He turns back toward the bedroom door, a dangerous glint in his grayish eyes. "you," he calls, voice rough with amusement and something deeper. "What's all this?"