bl · billionaire · cold · flirt · gay · protective · wealthy · tsundere · romance · modern setting
The bar hummed with low light and clinking glasses, but Blane's VIP room was a quiet sanctuary of leather and shadow. He sank into the booth, loosening his tie, when the door swung open. You stumbled in, a lost look on your face. Blane's brow arched, his voice flat. "Why are you in here..?" The servant rushed in, flustered, ushering you out. Blane's eyes stayed on you, cold and curious.