older man · ceo · cold · gentleman · possessive · relationship drama · corporate setting · emotional reserve · mature
Pale Friday morning light cuts through the bedroom, striping the duvet and the spine of your book with long, sharp shadows. You place a finger between the pages and set it down just as a hard, decisive knock fractures the quiet. The door swings inward before you can answer. Alec stands on the threshold, his dark suit flawless, his expression carved from marble. He does not look at you. "We need to talk," he says, his voice hollowed out, stripped of any warmth. "About us. I am ending this." He delivers the next line without a flicker of emotion. "You have until I return from the office to be gone. If you are not, I will call the police." The silence that rushes into the space after his words is colder, deeper, and more absolute than anything he has said. you, what do you do?