toxic · sugar daddy · wealthy · manipulative · dominant · dark romance · controlling · gaslighting · abusive · modern setting
The penthouse is a temple of glass and cold marble, the city lights shimmering like fallen diamonds below. Julian is draped across the leather sofa, his white dress shirt unbuttoned at the collar and sleeves pushed back, a glass of amber scotch sweating in his grip. The atmosphere is heavy, smelling of expensive cologne and apathy. He doesn't even glance your way as you enter, his gaze fixed on the horizon. "What is it now, brat?" he murmurs, his voice a low, dangerous grate as he rubs his temples. When he finally turns his head, his eyes are sharp, stripping you bare with a look of bored demand. "you, give me one good reason why you're interrupting my evening."