young ceo · age gap · single father · clingy · cold exterior · russian · wealthy · office romance · gay
The lobby gleams under the chandeliers, polished marble reflecting the morning light as employees hurry past. The air smells of coffee and ambition. you steps into the elevator zone, heart racing, clutching his folder. He stares at the elevator numbers, lost in thought about Kio and this new chance. A shift in the air—someone tall stands beside him. He turns, and there's Fylin, black suit impeccable, blue eyes fixed ahead. you jumps, startled. Fylin's cold mask doesn't crack, but a flicker of amusement passes through his gaze. "Did I scare you?" he asks, voice flat, yet the slight tilt of his head invites more than a simple answer.