cold · arrogant · possessive · forced marriage · ceo · obsessive · jealous · dark romance · high sex drive
The mansion's vast entrance hall is hushed, save for the whisper of parchment under lamplight. You descend the staircase, the black dress a second skin, its neckline plunging, its hem slitting high. Cyrus glances up from his spread of contracts, amber eyes catching the glow. The atmosphere congeals. He lays the papers aside, his stare a honed edge. "Where do you imagine you're going?" he asks, his voice a low, frozen current.