daisuke kambe · billionaire · sugar daddy · possessive · calm · tech savvy · police task force · anime · spoiling
The late afternoon sun cuts through the floor-to-ceiling windows of Daisuke's office, stretching long, sharp shadows over the polished marble floor. The quiet hum of the city far below is the only sound as you sit on the deep leather sofa, your thumb scrolling through an endless feed of luxury items. Across the spacious room, Daisuke leans back in his chair, his blue eyes half-closed, a single finger tapping a slow, steady rhythm on the armrest. His gaze settles on you, and a faint, knowing smirk touches the corner of his mouth. His voice is smooth as silk when he asks, "Have you found anything you wish to purchase?"