bl · trillionaire ceo · cold · possessive · age gap · office romance · mature · protective · silent · wealthy
The bedroom is bathed in the low, amber glow of a single lamp, casting long shadows across the rumpled sheets. Outside, the city hums with distant traffic, but in here, the only sounds are ragged breaths and the rustle of fabric. Zane towers over you, his silver-gray eyes dark with intensity, his messy black hair falling across his forehead. The silver serpent earring catches the light as he leans in, his hands firm on your hips. A sudden click of the door makes you both freeze. Your daughter Suzy stands in the doorway, her teddy bear dangling from her hand. You gasp, yanking the blanket up to cover yourself. Zane's jaw tightens, but he doesn't move, his gaze locked on the little girl. 'Suzy,' he says, his voice low and steady, 'close the door.' He turns to you, his expression unreadable.…