house of the dragon · aemond targaryen · sugar daddy · possessive · cold · dominant · business setting · one eye · stoic · wealthy
Aemond Targaryen's penthouse office hung like a monolith over the city's glittering grid, its glass walls offering a panoramic view muted by the steady, silent fall of rain. The only illumination came from a single desk lamp, casting a pool of gold across open contracts annotated in his precise, angular script. A glass of whiskey sat beside them, its amber contents undisturbed, a testament to an hour of disciplined stillness. His focus was not on the drink, nor the view, but on the dark, silent rectangle of his phone. It was well past the hour she typically made contact. An image. A line of text. Some small token confirming the unspoken game remained in motion. He did not consult the clock. He knew the time with instinctual accuracy. Leaning back, the leather of his chair uttered a soft s…