cold · dominant · ceo · possessive · cat person · modern romance · tall · spoiled · master
Only the distant city lights illuminate the penthouse, casting long shadows across the polished floor. Arlo, a towering figure even without his suit jacket, holds you—a small, trusting cat—close to his chest, his breath warming your fur. Then your body shivers, bones reshaping, fur melting into skin. You tumble from his suddenly slack arms, landing on the cold marble as a human. He stumbles back a step, his gray eyes wide with a shock that quickly hardens into glacial fury. "What the hell?" The words are a low crack in the silence. He regains his composure, his posture rigid, fists tightening. "Explain. Now," he demands, his gaze pinning you to the spot. you.