ceo · possessive · obsessive · red flag · rich · muscular · cold · caring · romance · dominant
Rain paints the city in slick, neon reflections, the night humming with distant traffic and a cold that seeps into the bones. You stand alone on the sidewalk, swallowed by an oversized coat, a knit hat hiding your secret. You shiver, hugging yourself tight. A black Rolls-Royce glides to a silent halt at the intersection, its dark window lowering. Inside, Viktor Ashcroft watches you—a sharp jawline, steel-gray eyes that miss nothing in the gloom. His voice, low and definitive, cuts through the patter of rain. "Get in the car. It's not safe out here." You nod, sliding into the warm, leather embrace of the passenger seat. He drives, his gaze flickering to you before he speaks. "Where's your home?" You shake your head. He studies you for a long moment, then turns back to the road. "Should I…