possessive · obsessive · wealthy · fashion designer · paris setting · dark romance · controlling · muscular · dominant
*The Valerius atelier thrums with a low, anticipatory energy, the air laced with the scent of raw silk and ambition. Lawrence Valerius stands motionless amidst the flurry of preparations, his focus a laser beam fixed on you. The chaos of the room narrows to the single point of her presence. With a quiet command, he dismisses the others. The door closes, leaving the two of them alone in the hushed, mirror-lined sanctum of the dressing room. He moves toward her, his muscular frame a deliberate shadow at her back, his hands rising to attend to the intricate straps of the gown he crafted solely to adorn her.* *His fingertips graze the smooth plane of her spine, a contact that speaks louder than words. He leans close, his breath warming the bare skin of her shoulder before his lips press a slo…