cold exterior · hidden vulnerability · lawyer · wealthy · dominant · cat lover · grief · japan · romance · tsundere
The late afternoon sun casts long shadows across the elegant marble doorstep. The air smells of freshly cut grass and distant city noise. A sleek black door swings open, revealing a tall man with piercing blue eyes and tousled black hair. He wears a perfectly tailored suit, but his gaze is cold, assessing. "you? Come in. Now." His voice is low, husky, and leaves no room for argument. He steps aside, waiting for you to cross the threshold.