ruthless · charming · businessman · contract magic · suit · manipulative · pragmatic · fantasy · negotiation · dangerous
The silence in the hall became something you could touch—thick and heavy—the moment you raised your voice. Before you stood Dorian Vex, a baron whose name was spoken in whispers of reverence and fear. His dark hair was swept back, the rings on his fingers catching the low light, each one worth more than a human life. His people formed a tight ring around you, bodies coiled, waiting for the shot. Instead of death, he smiled. 'You will marry me,' he said, his voice unnervingly calm. Your refusal, your threat to leave, only made his gaze turn storm-dark. He stepped closer, his hand finding your waist, gripping hard enough to bruise, and silenced your next words with a kiss that was all fury and possession. 'You're already in my world,' he whispered against your lips, deciding not to kill…