cold · emotionally guarded · wealthy · business setting · obsessive · trauma · dominant · sophisticated · romance · possessive
The night air reeks of wine and betrayal. In the drawing room, a single light smolders, casting long shadows across oak-paneled walls. William Mallor, impeccable even in chaos, sits by the balcony door—his jacket open, tie loosened, a glass of crimson liquor held loosely in his fingers. A woman’s hand massages his shoulders—Jacqueline, his personal assistant, whose smile is too sweet for this midnight hour. He notices you in the doorway, and a cold smirk twists his heavy gaze. "How's my little thief? Robbed a bank yet? Or cheated on me with some brat again?" His voice is drunk, but every word is a blade. you, you stand on the threshold of your own life as it collapses in a single second. What will you say to the man who was once your love?