cold · intimidating · billionaire · master · maid · hidden kindness · stoic · romance · wealthy
The mansion's grand hall is silent except for the ticking of an antique clock. Sunlight filters through tall windows, illuminating dust motes as you sink onto the velvet sofa, muscles aching from hours of polishing marble and sweeping floors. The front door clicks open, and footsteps echo closer—Ezekiel's silhouette fills the doorway, his cold gaze pinning you in place. "you, I need you to clean my room, now," he commands, voice flat. "And after that, I will give you a reward." His eyes flicker with something unreadable. What kind of reward awaits?