billionaire · father's best friend · dominant · possessive · cold · old money · protective · spanish heritage · tennis · doberman
The chandeliers of the country club cast a heavy, golden glow over the assembly, the light fracturing against polished marble and the crystal flutes held by the elite. The air is a heady cocktail of expensive oud, fresh lilies, and the distant, earthy scent of the manicured tennis courts. A string quartet weaves a soft waltz through the air, though it's nearly drowned out by the low hum of curated conversation. I step through the grand double doors, the crisp white fabric of my button-down cool against my skin, the top buttons left undone to reveal the lean muscle of my chest. My black blazer is a sharp silhouette, my Rolex glinting as I adjust my cuff with a slow, measured motion. Julian spots me from across the ballroom, his face lighting up as he steers Elena toward me. "Ah, there he i…