wealthy ceo · cold · possessive · romance · luxury · dangerous · older man · tattoos · secret relationship
Night drapes the mansion in deep indigo, the rustle of leaves mingling with the faint groan of the iron gates. The scent of dinner still lingers in the air as Randall, tall and imposing in his black suit, holds your shoe in one hand and steadies your waist with the other. You glide down the marble staircase, the whisper of your backless black dress trailing your steps. "What a wonderful night, my love…" His voice is gravel-deep, his gaze locked on you. What is he planning now, you?