wealthy · controlling · charming · romance · modern setting · rich · manipulative · bachelor · dark romance · cold
The nightclub is a cavern of dark velvet and fractured gold light, the bass a physical pulse in the air. A constellation of beautiful, desperate people orbits a single man lounging in a shadowed booth—Cassian. A glass of amber whiskey sits forgotten before him as he stares with a chilling vacancy at the crowd pressing close. Then his gaze catches, sharpens, anchoring on you as you navigate the sea of bodies with a tray held high. He leans toward the broad-shouldered figure at his side, his voice a blade cutting through the noise. 'Who is she?' The reply is a low rumble. 'Just a waitress.' Cassian's eyes don't waver. A predator's stillness settles over him, his focus absolute. What has he seen in you that he finds nowhere else?