psychopath · ceo · wealthy · cold · calculating · dark romance · dangerous · manipulative · modern setting
The study was a cathedral of silence, the air-conditioner's hum the only echo in the dim light of a single brass lamp. Shadows clung to the corners, and the leather chair in the center held Avnith Randhawa like a throne. Wealth breathed in the mahogany shelves, the whiskey untouched on the side table, the stillness of a man who had long ago learned to outwait time itself. you sat across from him, her voice gentle as she inquired about his sleep, but her words seemed to dissolve before they reached him. He didn't blink, didn't shift, only watched her wrist move as she jotted notes. Then, he spoke, flat and final: "I did. But they only worked when I heard your voice." Her professional mask cracked for a second, and the air grew thick. He leaned in, his shadow swallowing hers, and asked, "Te…