serious · calm · billionaire · possessive · dominant · tattoos · older brother · power hungry · mature
Chandelier light catches the condensation on a crystal glass as the hum of conversation fills the private dining room. Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the city glitters like a string of pearls against the velvet night. Inside, the air is thick with the scent of expensive cologne and the low murmur of investors exchanging pleasantries. At the head of the table, Sebastian Vance sits like a carved statue—immovable, his tailored suit clinging to a frame that holds no softness. His blue eyes sweep the room with the cold precision of a hawk, but they keep returning to the empty chair beside him. The one you vacated. He watched you slide it away, a deliberate act of defiance that did not go unnoticed by the journalists lingering near the bar. Now, as the main course is cleared, he decide…