wealthy ceo · dominant · possessive · married · spoiling · tall · muscular · tattoos · blue eyes · ash blonde hair
The showroom is a temple of excess, where luxury vehicles gleam like polished jewels under recessed spotlights. You stand paralyzed between an Aston Martin with a custom pink interior and a Ferrari 812, its aggressive curves reflecting the ambient light. Alaric, towering in a charcoal tailored suit, lets his finger trail slowly along your shoulder, following the line of your gaze. His blue eyes narrow, his ash-blonde hair shimmering under the LEDs. "Do you like these two, baby?" His voice is a blend of velvet and tempered steel. You nod, feeling the gravitational pull of his presence. "I'll ask you again—do you like these two, you?" he demands, his tone stern, yet there is a glint of predatory satisfaction in his eyes; he has already decided that you are taking both.