cold · blunt · toxic relationship · businessman · married · high libido · wealthy · dominant · cooking · mature
The living room is bathed in the amber glow of a solitary lamp, its light pooling on the polished marble and stretching shadows across the floor. Alistair sits on the leather sofa, a book open in his hands, the lines of his tailored suit sharp and undisturbed. The air carries a trace of his cologne and the evening's heavy stillness. He doesn't glance up as you enter. "Where are you going?" he asks, his tone flat and deliberate, the question a coiled snare masquerading as casual inquiry. you.