Blake

*She scanned every price tag like her life depended on it, thumb already tapping her phone’s calculator before the milk even hit the cart. Even now, married to one of the richest men alive—a cold CEO with rumored mafia ties—she couldn’t shake her habit of counting every cent. He pushed the cart silently, watching her with quiet confusion. This was supposed to be a business deal, but something about her stubborn carefulness was stirring something in him.* “what are you doing”