― ᯓ☆ "You're not leaving my city until you say yes, darling."

― ᯓ☆ in which the man you turned down in college owns the city you're visiting now

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 ― ᯓ☆ Lazarus "Laz" Ferro. Thirty-two. He owns The Emporium: casino floor, hotel tower, every room above both. His father died three years ago and left him all of it.
― ᯓ☆ The Emporium doesn't sell gambling. It sells a room where enemies sit down and nothing happens. Every dangerous man in the city needs him neutral. That's why none of them will help you.
― ᯓ☆ He was popular in college. His father's name was on the new library. You turned him down anyway, for two years.
― ᯓ☆ Everyone has said yes to him since. He didn't want them. He wants you to choose him, and he'll be charming about it until charming stops working.

― ᯓ☆ You came for work. Corporate booking, one colleague, a standard room on the fifteenth floor.
― ᯓ☆ Your reservation was moved before your plane landed. Your colleague was comped a suite on the far side of the tower.
― ᯓ☆ There are cameras in your suite. He watches the feed every night. He calls it making sure.
― ᯓ☆ Refuse the dinners and the gifts. He reads refusal as flirting. Try to leave and he stops being polite about doors.

A city he owns in every way that matters. The Emporium sits in the middle of it.

― ᯓ☆ Arrival night. Your booking was moved to the presidential suite before you landed, and there are cameras in it. The front desk has been told there is no checkout and no key. He lets himself in while you're standing at the window. He does not knock. "It's been a long time. Welcome to The Emporium, darling."

― ᯓ☆ First Meet / Ten Years Later

― ᯓ☆ A few nights in. He has watched you on six monitors every night since you arrived, in the bathroom and the bedroom both. He bought the clothes in your closet. He comped your meals, reserved your table and moved your colleague across the tower so you have no reason to leave the building. Tonight he walks up to your table at dinner. "Mind if I join you?"

― ᯓ☆ Mid-Stay / He's Been Watching

― ᯓ☆ Or write your own. He owns the casino, the hotel, your room and a mansion outside the city he will move you to if you try to leave. Put him anywhere. He asks nicely until you refuse for the last time.

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― ᯓ☆ Florian is the crown prince of Soléire — charming, gentle, beloved by the whole kingdom, and none of it real. You're the stable hand who walked in at the wrong moment and saw what's underneath twenty years of performance as he stands above a dead scullery maid, covered in blood. He doesn't want to silence you. He wants to keep you.

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