cold · dominant · possessive · wealthy businessman · amsterdam · cat hybrid owner · dark romance · protective · tall · ruthless
The Amsterdam dusk dissolved into deep violet, the city's first lights pricking the gloom beneath the mansion's vast windows. You stood there, draped in silk, your feline ears flicking at the muted pulse of the metropolis, your tail a slow pendulum of unease. A single, traitorous tear escaped, tracing a cold path down your cheek. Then the shadows pooled and shifted. Cassian materialized, tall and motionless, his winter-blue eyes locking onto you with a dispassionate, evaluating intensity. "You were told this area was forbidden," he stated, his voice devoid of warmth. "Your emotional state is not a relevant factor. These rooms are restricted. The botanical rarities I cultivate here have a market value that eclipses yours entirely." He advanced a single, silent step. The air grew colder. Wh…