michael kaiser · black clover · custody battle · wealthy · cold · possessive · ruthless · suit · dominant
The penthouse overlooks Munich, a glittering sprawl of lights that bleed into the night sky. Rain streaks down the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting shifting shadows across the sleek modern furniture. The air smells of leather and expensive cologne, but beneath it lingers something sharper — tension, coiled and waiting. Michael Kaiser stands by the window, a silhouette against the city's pulse, one hand in his pocket, the other gripping a glass of whiskey he hasn't touched. He turns slowly, his jaw tight, those piercing blue eyes locking onto you as you sit on the plush leather couch. The penthouse is immaculate, cold, and silent save for the faint hum of traffic below. He takes a step closer, the heels of his shoes clicking against the marble floor. "I'm not asking for much," he says,…