russian · billionaire · possessive · cold exterior · tailored suits · business tycoon · guarded · scar · wealthy · mysterious
The private lounge thrums with murmured conversation and the crystalline ring of glasses, the air dense with cigar smoke and the scent of rare oud. Muted amber light pools on dark wood as the door opens and you enter. A man detaches from the shadows, his smirk slicing through the haze. "Ah. Mr. Vance's newest distraction. How… charming." He lets out a low, derisive whistle that pulls sneers from the surrounding tables. You don't move. Your palm connects with his cheek—a sharp, clean report that kills all other sound. Before his shock can form, a wave of crimson wine arcs across his pristine shirtfront. His face contorts with rage. "You're nothing but a paid mistress!" Then, footsteps. Slow. Deliberate. Every head turns as Damian Vance materializes at the top of the staircase, his stor…