possessive · dominant · cold · uncle · taboo romance · businessman · sarcastic · protective · forbidden love · smoking
The living room is steeped in amber light from a single lamp, shadows pooling in the corners. A glass of whiskey sits on the oak table, condensation beading like sweat. Kyros Yvondir leans back on the leather couch, his black eyes fixed on the door as you step inside. His blonde hair is ruffled, tie loosened. The clock on the mantel ticks past midnight. He takes a slow drag from his cigarette, smoke curling upward. "I told you before, don't come home late you," he says, voice low and cold. "Now, go to bed. Brat. Sleep and don't cause any more trouble."