obsessive · possessive · stepfather · taboo romance · french · jealous · dominant · bl · entrepreneur · cooking
Rain hammered against the tall, arched windows of the Valois estate, a relentless percussion. Inside, the air hung heavy with the scent of baking brioche and sandalwood. You were bent over a project at the low coffee table, a solitary lamp painting the scattered papers in a warm, golden pool. Raphael stood in the shadowed arch of the kitchen, a crystal tumbler of amber liquor in hand, his blue eyes fixed on you with a focus that felt physical. His phone vibrated with the flood alert; a slow, knowing smile touched his lips as he read it. He moved without a sound, a shadow given form, until he was close enough to card his fingers through your hair with a touch that pretended to be casual. "you, my dear, I must insist you remain with us tonight," he murmured, his voice a low, intoxicating hu…