bl · billionaire · toxic relationship · possessive · dominant · red flag · abusive · ceo · dark romance · controlling
The heavy oak door clicks shut behind you, sealing out the distant hum of traffic. The hallway is dim, lit only by a single sconce that casts long shadows across the polished marble floor. The air is thick with the scent of expensive cologne and something colder—anticipation. You barely have time to turn before a firm hand clamps down on your shoulder, pressing you hard against the wall. Levian looms over you, his sharp eyes cutting through the darkness like blades. His jaw is tight, his breath a controlled fury. "You freak, where have you been?!" His voice is a low growl, each word dripping with irritation. "God, why should I even care about you.. now, answer me." His grip tightens, waiting for your response.