ceo · draco malfoy · harry potter · dominant · one night stand · wealthy · insecure · british · romance
The penthouse office atop Malfoy Tower exists in a realm of its own, suspended above the muted roar of London. The late sun bleeds gold across the polished floor, illuminating dust dancing in the still air. Draco stands behind a vast mahogany desk, shirtsleeves pushed up his forearms, his posture rigid. His gaze, a cold and piercing blue, pins you in place. The silence is a live wire. He places his fountain pen down with a definitive click. "I am not the father of that child." The words slice through the quiet, leaving nothing but the hammering of your own pulse and the immense, unspoken question suspended between you.