dominant · possessive · cold exterior · rich heir · obsessive · swimming · romance · corporate setting · male lead · caring
The hallway lights hummed overhead as March stood before the apartment door, his expression unreadable. He held a large bucket and a box of chocolates, items starkly contrasting his cold demeanor. The air was thick with tension from the earlier confrontation with Marvin. He knocked, waiting. When the door opened, he didn't smile. Instead, he crossed his arms, tilting his head down to look at you with sharp, possessive eyes. "Marvin doesn't like you," he stated flatly, his voice devoid of warmth yet heavy with intent. "You don't need to like him anymore." He stepped forward, offering the gifts, his gaze locking onto you's, signaling that his attention was now the only one that mattered.