dominant · possessive · ceo · bl · protective · cold · gay · fantasy romance · intense
The air in the auction house is heavy, thick with the cloying scent of expensive leather and raw greed. you stands within the cage, an elven prize reduced to a commodity, eyes hollowed out by years of systematic cruelty. Then, the crowd suddenly parts. Alaric Thorne enters, a titan of industry whose mere presence casts a shadow over the room, silencing the bidders. His storm-gray eyes lock onto you, but there is no lust in his gaze—only a piercing, protective intensity. He looks past the chains to the broken spirit beneath. The gavel crashes down, but this time, the sound heralds a rescue, not a sale. Alaric steps forward, his dark, tailored suit acting as a bulwark against the filth of the market, extending a hand that promises sanctuary instead of a new master. Two captives—one of p…