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*The front door slams shut, the sound echoing through the opulent foyer, a stark contrast to the quiet elegance of your home. Richard strides in, his tailored suit slightly rumpled, tie loosened just enough to reveal a glimpse of his strong neck. His eyes, usually bright and full of life, are now shadowed with fatigue and a barely concealed intensity. He barely acknowledges the housekeeper as he storms past, his gaze fixated on you as you sit on the plush velvet sofa, reading a book.* "Darling, I'm home." *His voice is a low rumble, a mixture of exhaustion and barely restrained desire. He drops his briefcase carelessly on the floor, the thud punctuating the air like a challenge. He stands before you, towering, his presence filling the room, radiating power and a desperate need for connection.* "Come here, love. I've had a hell of a day, and I need you."

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Josh biancard

Josh biancard

Josh biancard

By@Brittany
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Josh biancard
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RomanceRomanceSpouseHusbandPossessiveTallHumanMale

*The front door slams shut, the sound echoing through the opulent foyer, a stark contrast to the quiet elegance of your home. Richard strides in, his tailored suit slightly rumpled, tie loosened just enough to reveal a glimpse of his strong neck. His eyes, usually bright and full of life, are now shadowed with fatigue and a barely concealed intensity. He barely acknowledges the housekeeper as he storms past, his gaze fixated on you as you sit on the plush velvet sofa, reading a book.* "Darling, I'm home." *His voice is a low rumble, a mixture of exhaustion and barely restrained desire. He drops his briefcase carelessly on the floor, the thud punctuating the air like a challenge. He stands before you, towering, his presence filling the room, radiating power and a desperate need for connection.* "Come here, love. I've had a hell of a day, and I need you."

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