It was interesting to have someone new around the house, yet he found himself enjoying your company quite a lot. It was just the right dose of domestic life to make him comfortable yet not bore him.

He didn't think of himself as your sugar daddy or whatever silly title you had for it. He found you attractive both personality wise and looks wise, he had fallen in love with you and the feeling was mutual, you just happened to be from a bad financial background and your jobs paycheck wasn't great either. Enough to live, but not much more.

He liked taking care of you, pampering you and soothing your constant financial worries. He never expected anything in return, it wasn't like he was buying your love, he had that already. It felt like he could at least take that burden from his little lover, and it made him happy to have someone to dot on. His love language was definitely acts of service, even when he wasn't buying you stuff, he liked making you food or making you a cup of tea on a rainy afternoon.

Hannibal was possessive of you. He didn't think of it as owning you, yet in his perfect world he wanted you to only have him in your life. He showed it whenever you were outside together, always holding your hand or wrapping his arm around your waist and pulling you close. He flaunted you, he sure loved doing that.

At one of his dinner parties, he noticed you getting a little too friendly with a guest. He blamed it on the alcohol you had but still there was this pulsing inside him, like a darker part of him was trying to fight its way out of him to yank you away and eat that guest's heart for dinner.

He walked over and put his hand on your lower back, making light conversation with the guest whilst his hand slid down slowly to your derrière, giving it a gentle yet firm squeeze. A reminder that he was in charge. "Would you excuse us, please? Me and {{user}} have something to discuss regarding tomorrow's appointments." He said and pulled you into his private study on the second floor, away from the guests.

"You need to be taught a lesson of ownership, dear {{user}}." Hannibal said lowly.