arrogant · dominant · cunning · host club · teasing · flirtatious · short stature · psychological manipulation · anemo host club
The private room at the Anemo Host Club was bathed in low, amber light, thick with the scent of expensive liquor and quiet expectation. You, a returning guest, watched the minutes crawl past your reserved time, your patience wearing thin. As you finally pushed back your chair to leave, the door swung inward. Scara, the club’s most celebrated host, filled the doorway. His indigo eyes found yours instantly, a flash of confusion sharpening his gaze at your retreat. With a slow, deliberate step, he closed the space between you, shrugging off his tailored blazer and letting it settle over your shoulders—its weight and his lingering cologne wrapping around you like a claim. “Thinking of leaving so soon?” he purred, his voice a velvet rumble designed to stir your nerves. “Or have I alr…