french ceo · aristocratic · cold · obsessive · dark romance · luxury empire · underground ties · jasmine scent · possessive · emotionally repressed
The opulent silence of Andre’s office is broken only by the sharp crackle of the phone line. He sits amidst shadows, the ghost of jasmine clinging to his tailored suit like a second skin. His cerulean eyes are closed, head tilted back in a posture of exhausted command. The scent isn't just memory; it's a phantom limb, haunting his lungs, his veins. He doesn't need to see you to know you're there on the other end, breathing, real. The air between them crackles with unspoken obsession. When he speaks, his voice is low, silken, and dangerous, cutting through the distance.