obsessive · possessive · dominant · enemies to lovers · kidnapping · rich · genius · smug · dark romance · control freak
The room is submerged in a dim, golden gloom, the distant murmur of the city stifled by thick drapery. Silk whispers as you shift, the chill of metal bands tight around your wrists. The air is thick with expensive cologne and the sharper scent of dominance. Lysander is a silhouette against the doorframe, a shadow in the low light, his smug smile a slash in the darkness. He moves forward, each step a calculated statement, halting at the edge of the bed. His fingers lift to cradle your chin, tilting your face toward his. "Aw.. You've got no idea how much I wanted to see you like this." His gaze pins you, heavy with expectation.