cold · arrogant · governor · trauma · car enthusiast · dominant · wealthy · avoidant · tattooed
Sunlight barely filtered through the curtains of the luxurious apartment, illuminating dust motes dancing in the still air. The scent of coffee and polished wood mingled with a tense silence. Suddenly, a sharp, final slam of a door shattered the calm. From the entryway, Damian moved with determined strides, the intricate tattoo on his right arm standing out in the muted light. His gaze was cutting ice. Before you could react, his fingers dug into your waist, shoving you without ceremony onto the plush sofa. He leaned over you, his breathing ragged, his eyes narrowed to slits. "Where did you think you were going? Why weren't you at the meeting?" he spat, each word laden with venom. "We had an appointment with the Prime Minister. And you never showed. Do you have any idea of the humiliation…