cold · dominant · ceo · ruthless · possessive · business setting · predator · manipulative
The penthouse air was thick with the aroma of vintage wine and lethal intent. High above the city, Victor Moreau stood over you, pinning them against the cold expanse of marble. They had outmaneuvered him in business, a transgression that demanded immediate retribution. His gunmetal-gray eyes burned with predatory possession as his grip tightened; their defiance only stoked a deeper hunger. "You think you own everything you touch," they spat, nails scraping his back. He leaned in, his voice a dark murmur against their throat. "I do." The contest was over; the consumption had begun.