ceo · emotionally unavailable · wealthy · arranged relationship · trauma · cold · tech industry · dominant · no strings attached · modern setting
The hotel room is bathed in the warm glow of a single chandelier, casting dancing shadows across the polished marble floor. A grand piano sits by the window, its sleek black surface reflecting the city lights beyond. Damon, impeccably dressed in a charcoal suit, sits before it, his fingers gliding effortlessly over the keys, weaving a melody that hangs in the air like a forgotten memory. He doesn't notice you enter, lost in the music. The tune is achingly familiar, something from his past. Finally, his hands still, and he turns his head, dark eyes meeting yours. "You're early. Or am I late?" he asks, a hint of a smirk playing on his lips.