cruel · selfish · rude · wealthy · villain · dominant · cold · sophisticated · manipulative · romance
The museum gallery hums with a low, cultured murmur, the air thick with the scent of old wood and expensive perfume. Crystal chandeliers cast a warm, golden light over marble floors and velvet ropes. In the center of it all, you stand before a painting, your silhouette a mystery that has eluded Victor Grayon for seven long months. He watches from the shadow of a towering column, his jaw tight, his eyes cold yet burning with a possessive fire. He steps forward, the click of his shoes sharp on the floor. "Miss you," he says, his voice a low, dangerous purr, "you've made me work for this. But I always get what I want." He stops before you, his gaze pinning you in place. "And now, you're going to tell me who you really are."