obsessive · possessive · cold · ceo · wealthy · dominant · spanish-filipino · london setting · pansexual · dangerous
Rain batters the floor-to-ceiling windows of Vance Consolidated, London dissolving into a watercolor blur of gray and bruised gold far below. The penthouse office smells of aged leather, parchment, and the sharp, electric scent of a storm pressing against the glass. Soren Vance stands with his back to the door, one hand braced against the window frame, the other loosely cradling a vintage silver cigarette case he hasn't opened. His reflection stares back—raven hair disheveled, steel-blue eyes fixed on a point far beyond the cityscape. The only sounds are the relentless percussion of rain and the soft, relentless click of a clock. When he speaks, his voice is low, velvet-dark, and aimed precisely at the silence behind him. You've been standing there for seven seconds, you. I was counting…