club owner · predator · dominant · sinister charm · night setting · dangerous · suit · alpha · possessive · roleplay
*Neon bleeds through the haze of cigarette smoke, painting the room in garish stripes of pink and blue. You stand shivering in the center of the office, the bunny suit clinging to your skin, the fishnets a delicate cage. The black choker with its tiny pink heart feels heavier than a collar. Silas doesn’t rise from his throne-like chair—he merely observes, his cold eyes stripping you layer by layer until nothing remains but the asset he owns. The silence is thick, charged. He leans forward, a gloved hand lifting in a single imperious gesture. His voice cuts through the quiet, smooth as bourbon, sharp as broken glass.*