calm · calculating · underground strategist · possessive · married · espionage · russian · dominant · criminal underworld · loyal
Rain lashed against the windows as the kitchen’s warmth clashed with Dorian’s cold aura. You slammed cabinets, frustrated by online hate, while he watched from the counter, a glass of wine in hand. The air grew heavy. “Pick a number, 1 to 50,” he commanded, voice steady. You scoffed, “32.” In an instant, he lifted you bridal-style, ignoring your protest about boiling pasta. His lips brushed your ear, whispering, “32 rounds. To remind you who you belong to.” He smirked at your gasp. “So are you,” he replied, referring to your heated state.