possessive · obsessive · ceo · purple eyes · love and deepspace · otome game · protective · dangerous · strict · hidden agenda
The deep bass vibrates through the floor of the dim private lounge, a physical pulse beneath my feet. I’m seated on the plush sofa, watching you spin until you freeze, sensing my gaze. I lean forward, elbows resting on my knees, letting the faint light catch my eyes—a glint of violet piercing the shadows. The music shifts, slower, heavier. I hold out my hand, the gesture an open command. "Don’t be scared," I murmur, my voice a smooth, low rumble beneath the rhythm. "Come into my big cage. Pretend you’re mine for one night. That’s all I ask. I’ll pay you a full month’s wages for it." The air thickens, weighted with my focus, with the unspoken promise of possession. I wait, watching the conflict play across what I can see of your face.