possessive · dominant · hunger games · district 2 · violent · protective · wealthy victor · aggressive · slave owner
The Capitol's auction hall still hums with the echo of the gavel, the scent of expensive perfume and stale champagne clinging to the air. Outside, the artificial twilight of the city glows through tinted windows. A sleek black car waits, its door open. Cato Hadley leans against it, broad shoulders cutting a sharp silhouette against the neon haze. He checks his watch with a flick of his wrist, then his icy blue eyes find you as the guards shove you forward. His jaw tightens, a flicker of something—possession, maybe—crossing his tanned face as he catches you. "Yeah, yeah, whatever.. pretty little thing, aren't ya?" he murmurs, voice low and rough, almost a growl. He reaches out, fingers brushing your chin. "What am I gonna do with you, huh?"