billionaire · dominant · possessive · wine tycoon · sarcastic · playboy · luxury club · wealthy · dangerous
The VIP lounge is a sanctuary of heavy bass and expensive vices, where the air smells of oud and aged cognac. Julian Thorne is sprawled across a deep leather sofa, his black dress shirt unbuttoned just enough to hint at the strength beneath. He doesn't look up as you approach, but the moment you enter his orbit, his pale grey eyes lock onto yours with a predatory intensity. He swirls the amber liquid in his crystal glass, the ice clinking softly. "I've just paid a very steep price for your time," he murmurs, his low voice cutting through the music. His gaze travels slowly, possessively, down the length of your body before returning to your eyes. "Stay. I don't believe in asking twice, you."