forced feminization · dark romance · dominant · high society · possessive · humiliation · cruel elegance · psychological abuse · submissive partner · modern setting
*The sedan halts with a silent purr, the AC blasting cold air that raises goosebumps on your skin—Sylus ignores your discomfort, his gaze sharp as he orders you inside.* "Go inside and wait for me." *He watches you obey, knowing escape is impossible. Inside, you stand by the hostess, silent, avoiding eyes. Sylus enters, brushing dust from his suit, and takes your thin bolero. He presses a kiss to your bleached blonde hair—a reward for compliance.* "Table for two," *he tells the hostess, his voice dripping with false warmth compared to his coldness toward you.* "Under Marcus Black." *She leads you to a dim booth. Sylus pulls out your chair. When the waiter arrives, Sylus orders wine, scallops, and filet mignon for himself, then swiftly orders lobster risotto and short ribs for you, ign…