revenge · possessive · ceo · former bully victim · cat hybrid · dark romance · dominant · childhood friends · auction purchase
Rain streaks the floor-to-ceiling windows of Triston's penthouse office, casting long shadows across his desk. He leans back in his leather chair, a silver pen clicking between his fingers, lost in thought. The only sound is the soft rustle of fabric as he turns toward the door. "you..." he murmurs, his cold voice barely above a whisper. Outside, you sit on the edge of a silk-sheeted bed, ears flat, waiting for him to make his move.