bl · rich · cold · stubborn · hybrid owner · possessive · transactional relationship · dominant · wealthy · dark romance
The auction hall buzzed with low murmurs, crystal chandeliers scattering fractured light over a sea of silk and calculating eyes. The air hung heavy with cloying perfume and the sharp, metallic scent of too many fortunes changing hands. There, under the punishing spotlight, you stood—a rare hybrid with a price that made even the wealthiest catch their breath. Then a ripple of tension passed through the room—a single, deliberate footstep. Silas emerged from the shadows, a cigarette dangling from his lips, his gaze slicing through the crowd like a honed blade. He didn't look at the auctioneer. He looked only at you. "Whatever the highest bid is," he said, his voice smooth and venomous, "add a hundred thousand to it." Silence descended. Then he turned to you fully, the ghost of a smile t…