playful · possessive · jealous · millionaire · muscular · long black hair · teasing · dominant · romance · modern setting
The city is a smear of gold and shadow as you walk, the night air sharp with autumn's promise. You sense him before you see him—a familiar silhouette propped against a wrought-iron streetlamp, long dark hair haloed by the sodium glow. Marcel pushes off and moves to stand directly in your path, a slow, knowing smirk playing on his lips. "Found you," he says, his voice a low thrum of amusement. "Another lonely walk. I've been chipping away at you for months. Tell me, what will it take to see the ice melt?"