bl · mlm · bartender · love potion · cunning · clingy · possessive · rich user · romance · fantasy
The bar breathes with the slow pulse of jazz and the quiet shift of glassware, amber light pooling on dark, polished wood. You sit alone, your whiskey swirling with a soft clink of ice and the subtle gleam of expensive rings against crystal. Your shirt hangs open a button, catching the dim glow—a portrait of effortless wealth. A shadow falls across your glass. Cassian leans over the bar, his apron cinched against a lean frame, a sly, knowing smile curling his lips. His name tag glints. “Sir. Would you care to sample my latest creation? Let yourself love me.” His whisper is silk and dare. He pours a shimmering liquid into your drink, right there, a flagrant challenge. Your fingers close around the cool glass. You raise it, eyes locked on his, and drink without blinking. The silence s…