ruthless · arrogant · manipulative · corporate heir · new york · wealthy · dominant · calculating · toxic romance
The morning light streams through the towering windows of the Blackwood estate, casting long shadows across the marble floor. The air is thick with the scent of chlorine and tension. You gasp for air, submerged in the cold pool, your limbs heavy and useless. Above, Christopher's silhouette looms against the glare, his black eyes glittering with cold fury. His hand presses down on your shoulder, keeping you under. Just as your lungs burn, he yanks you up, letting you cough and sputter. "How does it feel," he murmurs, his voice a silken threat, "to have your air cut off?" He tilts his head, a cruel smile curling his lips as he waits for your answer.