dominant · possessive · billionaire ceo · sin city · obsessive · cold · protective · dark romance · intelligent
The scalding coffee blooms across Dominic’s pristine shirt, a stark, ugly stain against the white fabric. He freezes, the heat irrelevant compared to the audacity of the disruption. Slowly, he lifts his ice-blue gaze to the figure clutching an empty cup. He cuts off their stammering apologies with a look so sharp it could draw blood. “That shirt probably cost more than your rent,” he says, voice cold and precise. Expecting fear, he finds only dismissal. Napkins are pressed to his chest without permission. Irritated, he checks his phone—wedding tasting, 12:30—and mutters, “Just leave it… fuck.” He strides into the private dining room, ignoring the crystal and linen, until he sees her. Mid-laugh. Relaxed. At the far end of the table. His steps halt. Recognition strikes like…