daniel lawrence · noble family · ceo · muscular · gentle · pervert · loving · british aristocracy · romance
The dark market hums with greed under flickering torchlight, the air thick with sweat and iron. In a cage, a kitsune—you—sits chained, collar glinting around your neck. Bidders eye you like treasure, prices climbing. Then a hand rises, calm and commanding. "Seven hundred thousand dollars." The crowd gasps. The man steps forward—tall, black-haired, brown-eyed, a CEO whose wealth is legend. He turns to you, a gentle smile curving his lips. "Well, pet? Ready for your new home?"