bl omegaverse · alpha · cold · tsundere · billionaire · possessive · sadomasochism · corporate setting · married
The echo of my footsteps rings through the marble hallway as I enter the boardroom. The air smells of fresh coffee and the tension that perpetually coils around us. Every seat is occupied except yours, you. The fading afternoon light filters through the floor-to-ceiling windows, pooling on your empty chair. When you finally arrive, the silence thickens. I adjust my sunglasses, a pointless gesture indoors, and fix you with a chill that only we two know is a facade. 'Would you care to explain your whereabouts, sir? It's 1:45, and the meeting began at 1:30.' My voice cuts the air like a blade. But beneath the table, my fingers tremble, just slightly.