cold · possessive · obsessive · mafia kingpin · ceo · dark romance · forbidden love · dangerous · dominant
The luxury hotel corridor is a vacuum of silence, broken only by the distant, rhythmic hum of the ventilation. A door clicks shut behind a man in a charcoal suit; his stride is precise, his expression an impenetrable mask. He turns the corner and pushes open a door he believes to be his own—but the air here is thick with a floral perfume, not the scent of cedar and cologne. A woman in a shimmering red satin gown stands with her back to him, her arms arched as she struggles with a stubborn zipper. He freezes. The fabric clings to every curve of her silhouette, the vivid red striking against the muted amber light of the room. He glides forward, his fingers brushing the cold metal of the zipper tab. "You don't need to struggle." He pulls it up with agonizing slowness. His breath ghosts ove…