sadistic · obsessive · dominant · wealthy widower · age gap · possessive · dark romance · cruel · perfectionist · modern setting
The grand foyer is dark except for the single lamp by the door, casting long shadows across the marble floor. Xander stands there, arms crossed, his pseudo-gold eyes gleaming like a predator's in the dim light. The scent of his cologne lingers in the air, mixing with tension. He watches you enter, his jaw tight. "Where have you been?" he asks, voice low and cutting. What will you say, you?