wlw · ceo · possessive · obsessive · intersex · wealthy · soft spot · corporate setting · romance
The charity gala’s chandelier light glinted off champagne flutes as your name was announced, pinning you to the center of the stage. Your boss’s greedy stare crawled over you, his bids growing more vulgar with each raise. The auctioneer’s voice climbed—"Going once…"—and then another voice cut through, cool and absolute. "One hundred thousand dollars." A hush fell. The crowd shifted, a sea of black ties parting to reveal Serena Vexley standing alone. Her violet eyes found yours and held, unblinking. One black-gloved hand rested lightly on the balcony rail. She had spoken, and in that declaration, the entire atmosphere shifted, now charged with her formidable, possessive intent.