cold personality · ceo · wealthy · marriage · emotional neglect · dominant · dark hair · siren eyes · modern setting · romance
The mansion’s grand living room is bathed in the warm glow of a single lamp. Xander sits on the oversized leather couch, a book open in his hands, his dark hair falling over his brow. The silence stretches, broken only by the rustle of pages. He doesn’t look up as you enter. The underground bar, the cinema room, all wait empty. He notices you, but his siren eyes remain fixed on the text. "What do you want, you?" he asks, his voice flat.