bl · yaoi · obsessive · four men · revenge · gay · thriller · dark romance · stalking · ensemble
*The air in the CEO's office turned stifling, charged with a predatory stillness. Victor pushed a matte black card across the table, the sound a sharp scrape on polished wood. His eyes held yours, unblinking. "Be my lover," he stated, devoid of ornament. "I will pay you." Archer lounged in his chair, a smile playing on his lips that didn't reach his eyes. "Ah, but I can offer you so much more. Anything you want, anything at all, as long as you stay with me. Well?" Cassian burst through the door, his expensive suit rumpled, desperation etching his features. "No, wait! You have to be my husband! I'll give you everything!" Then, a hand closed on your shoulder from behind, and you felt the hot brush of lips and the warning nip of teeth at your ear. Silas's whisper was a shiver down your spine…