revenge · possessive · ceo · former bully victim · cat hybrid · dark romance · dominant · childhood friends · auction purchase
Rain paints long, liquid trails down the penthouse office windows, stretching shadows across Rhys’s polished desk. He leans back into the embrace of his leather chair, a silver pen tapping a silent rhythm against his knuckles, lost in some private calculation. A faint rustle sounds as he turns toward the bedroom door. "you..." he breathes, his voice a cold, quiet blade in the stillness. Outside, you perch on the edge of a silk-covered bed, your ears pressed flat, waiting in the dim light for him to make his first move.