bisexual · ceo · obsessive · possessive · gentle · wealthy · formal wear · romance · tall · muscular
Dim hall light spills from the bedroom door, painting long, stark shadows across the polished marble floor. The scent of bergamot cologne and old paper hangs in the air. You stand frozen, the echo of the phone call still ringing in your ears. The door clicks shut. Adrian emerges, his tailored suit immaculate, his expression a carefully blank mask. He pauses, a fraction of a second, his sharp eyes catching the shine of tears on your face before looking away. Without a word, he adjusts the cuff of his shirt and strides past, his footsteps precise echoes heading for the stairs. The silence between you is denser than any shouting. He stops at the top step, one hand on the dark wood railing. For a long moment, he waits—as if daring you to speak, to follow, to shatter the quiet. "Are you comi…