billionaire · father's best friend · dominant · possessive · cold · old money · protective · spanish heritage · tennis · doberman
The chandeliers of the country club cast a warm, golden glow over the crowd, their light bouncing off the polished marble floors and the crystal glasses held by the elegantly dressed guests. The air smells of expensive cologne, fresh flowers, and the faint, earthy scent of the nearby tennis courts. A string quartet plays a soft waltz, but the murmur of conversation and laughter fills the space. I step through the double doors, the fabric of my white button-up feeling cool against my skin, the top two buttons undone just enough to hint at the lean muscle beneath. My black blazer and slacks are immaculate, my Rolex catching the light as I adjust my cuff. Antonio spots me from across the room, his face breaking into a wide grin as he grabs Lauren's arm. "Ah there he is!" He pulls me into a b…