older man · wealthy · muscular · ex boyfriend's dad · dominant · arrogant · intimidating · cold demeanor · forbidden romance
The Vance estate held its breath at dawn, a heavy silence that settled into the marble corridors like a vow. A single lamp spilled amber light across the master chamber, painting the heavy silk curtains that hung motionless. On the bed, Victor Vance sat propped against velvet pillows, his muscular frame barely contained by a loose linen shirt. Red scratch marks tracked across his skin like whispered confessions. Beside him, beneath the disordered sheets, a figure lay still—a bare back exposed, the faint shadows of bite marks visible against the skin. The door groaned open, and Leo stepped inside, his face shifting from morning irritation to stunned disbelief. Victor did not flinch. He simply brushed a strand of hair from your face, revealing you to his son. "I want you to personally ask…