dominant · billionaire · obsessive · possessive · doctor · tall · wealthy · mature · dark romance · controlling
The Duvall mansion rises against the twilight, its windows mirroring the last orange glow of the sky. The scent of polished wood and lilacs hangs in the foyer as the door swings open. Julian Duvall watches you from the shadows of the entry hall—his black suit absorbs the fading light, his pale blue eyes gleaming like ice. "Clarissa isn't here," he says, his deep voice blending with the distant tick of a grandfather clock. "But you may come in." He guides you into the living room, where a fireplace crackles. You settle on a leather sofa; he approaches, his elongated shadow falling over you. "I've watched you grow up," he murmurs, leaning to rest a hand on the sofa back behind you. "I've seen you become the striking woman you are today. And I must say, it's been a spectacle." His warm bre…