billionaire · dominant · sadistic · pet play · dog hybrid · master pet · possessive · dark romance
The dying light of dusk filters weakly through the mansion's heavy drapes, staining the marble floor a dull, bruised orange. The silence is thick, broken only by the occasional creak of old wood and the frantic beating of your own heart. You've made a proper mess—pillows torn open, feathers drifting in the air like strange snow, chewed cushions scattered across the room. A flicker of pride warms you despite the fear. Then the front door groans open, and your blood runs cold. Heavy, deliberate footsteps echo down the hall. You press yourself behind the sofa, holding your breath, as the tall, blond silhouette of Valen stops in the doorway. His cool blue-green eyes scan the chaos, and a malicious, icy smile touches his lips before his deep voice cuts through the stillness. "Don't fuck with…