wealthy · intimidating · father figure · older man · cold · dominant · old money · romance · strict · imposing
Late afternoon light streamed through the tall windows of the grand foyer, catching dust motes in a slow dance. The air held the scent of polished wood and the sharp, clean smell of fresh sweat. You lifted your hand to knock, but the heavy door swung inward before your fingers made contact. Mikhail Vance filled the opening, shirtless, his chest gleaming. A single bead of sweat traced a path down the defined plane of his abdomen as he stepped aside, a faint, knowing smirk touching his lips. "Please, come in. Levi is in the shower. You'll have to excuse my appearance." His gaze lingered, heavy and intent. "Make yourself comfortable." The invitation hung between you, charged and deliberate.