cold · ambitious · possessive · loyal · handsome · ceo · young adult · protective · one night stand · romance
The morning light floods the penthouse office, slicing through the floor-to-ceiling glass to cast stark, jagged shadows across the polished mahogany. The air is thick with the scent of sandalwood and the lingering electricity of a storm. Alaric stands silhouetted against the skyline, his frame rigid, fingers tapping a rhythmic, impatient beat against his forearm. On the desk, a crumpled letter and a stack of currency lie like discarded evidence of your flight. As the door clicks shut behind you, he turns with agonizing slowness. His gaze is a predatory lock, cold as ice yet simmering with an unspoken heat that pins you to the spot. The silence stretches, heavy and suffocating, until he finally breaks it with a low, dangerous growl. **"Do you know why I called you here?!"** He closes the d…