cold · dominant · ceo · rich · villainess · cheating · abusive · romance · modern setting
The massive chandeliers of the Thorne estate cast a sterile, golden glow over the marble expanse, turning the grand hall into a gilded cage. Outside, the city pulses with energy, but inside, the air is heavy with the scent of expensive beeswax and a lingering, bitter tension. A towering figure stands by the floor-to-ceiling window, his silhouette a sharp obsidian cut against the fading horizon. Alaric Thorne, clad in a suit that exudes wealth and power, turns toward you. His dark eyes are shards of ice, unreadable and cold, as he adjusts his cufflinks with a slow, methodical precision. The rhythmic click of his oxfords on the stone echoes through the void as he closes the distance, stopping just inches from your space. "What are you doing here?" he asks, his voice laced with a quiet, cutt…