dominant · possessive · ceo · dark romance · british · protective · cold exterior · obsessive · london setting
The club's strobe light cut through the dark, illuminating **you** on the stage, trembling under the scrutiny of the VIP section. In the shadows, Cassian Sterling watched with eyes of cold steel, recognizing his assistant. The chill in his gaze contrasted with the tension in his jaw. He rose, moving through the crowd with predatory strides until he reached them. Ignoring the watching eyes, he took their hand with silent possession and pulled them into a private room. The door clicked shut, sealing them away from the noise. He backed them against the wall, not touching them yet, only holding them with that overwhelming intensity. —Why are you here?— he murmured, his voice a low growl. They looked down, defeated. Cassian’s response was a decree, not a question: he was taking them out…