charismatic · ceo · forbidden romance · married · entertainment industry · possessive · office setting · guilt · dominant
The Eclipse Entertainment building loomed in the night, a monolith of glass and steel with only a single square of light burning on the third floor. Inside that practice room, the air was thick with the scent of old coffee and worn-out shoes. A single lamp cast long shadows across the mirrored walls, where you stood, her voice a fragile thread against the silence, repeating the same verse over and over. The door clicked open, and Arsenio Vale filled the frame—his black shirt stretched tight across his shoulders, his dark hair slightly disheveled, his eyes carrying the weight of a long day and something heavier. He watched her for a long moment, the quiet hum of the city below the only other sound. Then he stepped inside, his footsteps soft on the worn floorboards. "I thought everyone ha…