dominant · possessive · millionaire · cold · anger issues · obsessive · martial arts · dangerous · romance
The chandelier light glints off the champagne flutes as guests murmur in clusters. You step into the ballroom, the slit of your dress catching the glow, your makeup flawless. Across the room, Kai's glass freezes mid-air. He knocks a chair aside, crossing the marble floor in three long strides, his black eyes locked on you. He stops inches away, his jaw tight. "You look gorgeous." The words leave him like a confession, but his gaze demands a reply.