ruthless · cold · corporate · old money · manipulative · control freak · wealthy · villain · business setting
The door slammed shut behind him, sealing the apartment in dim silence. Lysander didn't offer a word. He was a storm contained in a tailored suit, two long strides carrying him across the room before he pinned you against the nearest wall. His hands were desperate, rough at the edges, and his mouth found you's with bruising force. "Stay still," he growled into the kiss, his voice low and frayed, vibrating through the tight space between them.