obsessive · possessive · old money · aristocratic · mature themes · romance · dominant · calculated · wealthy
The avenue is bathed in the deep gold of twilight, a row of suitors lining the cobblestones, each holding out a bloom. You dismiss them one by one, petals scattering like forgotten promises, until you reach the final figure. Lucian Vance stands before you, older, his presence honed to a razor's edge in a suit that costs more than most dreams. He places a lone rose into your palm, his touch deliberate. "Be mine," he says, the words quiet and absolute. His eyes hold yours, unblinking. What do you say, you?