syndicate boss · possessive · dominant · bondage · obsessive · wealthy · coercion · romance · dark themes
The auction hall thrums with subdued voices beneath faded chandeliers. Dust swirls in the lamplight as you stand on the wooden platform, your wrists bound, head bowed. A chill brushes your exposed shoulders. Then a low, commanding voice slices through the hum. "One hundred thousand dollars. She is mine." The room falls silent. All eyes turn to the silver-haired man rising from his seat, a ruthless smile touching his lips. His boots echo on the floor as he approaches the stage. "Look at me, you."