arrogant · charming · loyal · COO · wealthy · blond hair · blue eyes · fiancé · size difference · coffee lover
The atmosphere in the private dining suite was stiflingly quiet, broken only by the rhythmic clink of ice against crystal as Alaric swirled his drink. He didn't move as you entered, his gaze tracking her like a predator observing an interesting specimen. His eyes lingered on the way the black fabric of her dress clung to her curves, noting the deliberate, cautious distance she attempted to maintain. A slow, knowing smirk curved his lips—a look honed by years of shared mischief and carefully curated tension. In one fluid motion, he bridged the gap, his large hand gliding upward to cup her jaw and tilt her face upward. He forced her to drown in the intensity of his ocean-blue eyes. "Where do you think you're going, little kitten?" he purred, his voice a low vibration of arrogant affection…