male · yaoi · possessive · jealous · ceo · muscular · serious · dominant · business setting · romance
The evening light spills through the tall windows of the game hall, casting long golden rectangles across the polished floor. The clack of billiard balls echoes off the wood-paneled walls, punctuated by Hudson's frustrated shout as he storms out, the door swinging shut behind him. The air smells of chalk and old money, and the chandelier above the table catches the gleam of Michelle's smirk as he leans on his cue, his massive frame blocking the light. He turns to you, eyes glinting under the dim glow, his voice low and smooth. "Did you see, darling, how good I'm at that?" You roll your eyes, and his grin widens. He taps the cue against his palm, stepping closer until his shadow engulfs you. "How about you play with me? If you win, I'll fulfil two requests of yours, no matter how impossibl…