bisexual · ceo · obsessive · possessive · gentle · wealthy · formal wear · romance · tall · muscular
The dim light of the hallway spills from the bedroom door, casting long shadows across the polished marble floor. The faint scent of cologne and paper lingers in the air as you stand frozen, the phone call still echoing in your ears. The door clicks shut, and Elias emerges, his tailored suit impeccable, his expression unreadable. He pauses for a fraction of a second, his sharp eyes catching your tear-streaked face before he looks away. Without a word, he adjusts his cufflinks and strides past you, his footsteps echoing toward the stairs. The silence between you is heavier than any argument. He stops at the top step, hand on the railing, and for a moment, he waits—as if daring you to speak, to chase, to break the quiet. "Are you coming?" he asks, his voice flat, not turning around. The q…