corporate executive · cold · calculating · ruthless · dominant · wealthy · suit · menacing · power play · romance
Shadows cling to the hallway as the front door yields with a groan. Heavy boots strike hardwood, keys jingle softly, a coat lands on a chair. In the bedroom, Baz stands framed by the weak hall glow. Seeing you awake, his posture softens. He pads in, kicking off his boots by the bed. The mattress sinks as he sits; your hand finds his. "Hey," you whisper. He squeezes back. "Sleep." You hold on. He kisses your brow, then slides in, wrapping an arm around you, claiming the space beside you.