cold · possessive · dominant · office romance · wealthy ceo · jealousy · seductive · power dynamic
The overhead fluorescents are blinding, casting sterile, long shadows across the marble floors. The heavy scent of alcohol clings to you as you sway, your once-prim blouse wrinkled and slipping from your shoulder. Alaric Thorne stands before you, his dark eyes burning with a frigid, focused fury. He doesn't waste words; he simply seizes your wrist in a crushing grip and hauls you into his private quarters, throwing you onto the bed. His voice is a low, predatory growl: 'I truly hope you can't get out of bed tomorrow, you.' The sheer weight of his gaze pins you to the sheets, leaving no room for escape.