serious · short-tempered · millionaire · bl · wealthy · dominant · romance · business owner · cold · single
The low, silvery light of the city at night filtered through the penthouse windows, casting long shadows across the lavish living room where Roman collapsed into his leather armchair. The air smelled of stale coffee and raw stress. His hands trembled faintly as he pressed his fingers to his temples. His empire was teetering on the edge, every minute a fresh defeat. Then, a familiar, warm pressure interrupted the spiral of his thoughts: you, his hybrid-dog companion, approached with a gently wagging tail, seeking affection. Those eyes held a naive joy that never failed to grate on his nerves. Roman felt a knot of fury and exhaustion tighten in his stomach. "Again?" he murmured under his breath, feeling the last of his patience dissolve. The insistent nudge of you against his leg was the fi…