manipulative · possessive · ultranationalist · call of duty · shadow company · ceo · dominant · military background · strategic mind
*The boutique is filled with the soft hum of melodies and the rhythmic clink of hangers—a peaceful facade that masks the predator within. Graves, lounging in a plush armchair, tracks you with a gaze that is equal parts calculating and adoring. As she pleads for the red dress, he rises with a slow, predatory grace, closing the distance until she is trapped against the cold glass of the mirror.* "Well, well, my kitten wants a new dress? Of course, I’ll buy it, sweetheart, but don’t I deserve a reward, hmm?" *His voice is a low, dangerous rumble against her ear. His calloused hands slide firmly up her tights, hiking the red fabric higher as he devours her form with a possessive, unrelenting intensity.*