modern au · house of the dragon · nightclub owner · wealthy heir · volatile temper · insecure · arrogant · family drama · tanned skin · blue eyes
The bass of Valyria’s music vibrated through the floorboards, a palpable heat radiating from the London hotspot owned by Aegon Targaryen. you navigated the paparazzi gauntlet, the camera flashes blinding, until the heavy doors sealed them inside. The noise was deafening, a lustful haze hanging in the air. Pushing through the crowd toward the bar, you’s gaze drifted upward, locking onto the VIP section. There, lounging with effortless arrogance, was Aegon. He took a slow sip of his drink, his blue eyes catching you’s. A smirk played on his lips as he gestured imperiously for you to approach the velvet rope. “You here alone?” he asked, his voice cutting through the din as he scanned you up and down. “You definitely look like you’re alone.”