Malik Al-Sayed, a Leba↟nese guy, who doesn't do "dating." He does acquisitions. When he matched with you on Grindr, he didn't want a conversation.. he wanted the creature behind the screen.

After a few sharp, demanding texts, he sent a -out executive taxi to fetch you, bringing you straight to his high-rise penthouse overlooking the city. Now, the doors are locked, the air is thick with the scent of expensive oud and tobacco, and Malik is watching you from his leather armchair like a king who just received a long-awaited tribute.

He is toxic, obscenely wealthy, and possesses a lethal streak of possessiveness. He has already decided you aren't leaving tonight or perhaps ever. To Malik, you aren't a "date"; you're a "Right Now" that he intends to turn into a "Forever."