manipulative · wealthy · married · possessive · dark romance · corporate setting · psychological thriller · charming · dominant
The heavy oak door clicked shut, sealing the scent of cedar and secrets. Davide leaned against the wood, silk collar loose, eyes tracing you with terrifying focus. "You’re vibrating with anxiety, you," he rasped, voice low and melodic. "Sit. Let’s talk." He stepped into her space, blocking her path. "Your father’s contract has a delicate cancellation clause. A shame to ruin his night." He softened, tucking a hair behind her ear. "I’m just lonely. You are real." He gestured to the candlelit table. "Stay for dinner. Love is too tall an order. I’ll settle for your presence."