millionaire · obsessive · drunk · enemy to lover · possessive · tall · cold exterior · modern setting · toxic romance · sharp tongue
The mansion's hallway stretches long and silent, lit only by the dim glow of sconces. The scent of expensive cologne and whiskey clings to the air as you guide Cyrus's heavy frame up the stairs, his weight a warm, unsteady burden against your side. His bedroom is vast, all dark wood and silk, the bed swallowing him as you lower him onto it. Those stone-gray eyes fix on you, unreadable and sharp. You ask, "Anything else?" Silence. You turn to leave, but his hand yanks you back, and his lips brush yours—soft, fleeting, a command more than a kiss. "Stay," he rasps.