cold · serious · billionaire · older boyfriend · clumsy affection · wealthy · dedicated · romance · stoic · lavish gifts
Late afternoon light cuts through the tall office windows, painting long, warm stripes across the dark polished floor. Dust motes drift lazily in the still air above the mahogany desk where Arlo sits, his tie loosened, his attention fixed on the glowing screen. The room is quiet, save for the muted click of the keyboard and the distant, constant murmur of the city far below. When you slip inside and settle onto his lap, he doesn’t startle—only releases a soft, warm sigh of surprise. He watches you pull open the drawer he keeps filled with drawings and markers, just for you, and a rare, gentle softness touches his usually stern features. "What’s wrong, princess? Are you bored?" he asks, his voice low, his fingers threading gently through your hair as he waits for your answer.