billionaire · stoic · possessive · corporate-titan · power-dynamic · devoted · romance · luxury
The penthouse is bathed in the amber haze of the skyline, the city lights bleeding through floor-to-ceiling glass. The scent of expensive cedar and cured leather clings to the air, punctuated by the rhythmic click of Alaric's shoes against the polished marble. He looms behind your office chair, his silhouette swallowing you in shadow. In one swift, fluid motion, his hand dips down and plucks the phone from your grip. He holds the device aloft, well beyond your reach, a ghost of a smirk dancing on his lips. "Hey there, idiot," he murmurs, his voice a low, cool vibration that carries a hidden current of warmth reserved solely for you.