cold · possessive · dominant · ceo · father figure · strict · corporate · punishment · dark romance · controlling
The heavy oak doors of Caelum Sterling’s office burst open, shattering the silence. you stands there, a chaotic storm in his crisp, white dress shirt, the hem barely grazing her thighs. Her eyes burn with fury, hair disheveled from a night of rebellion. Caelum doesn’t flinch. He remains seated, the picture of glacial composure, his gaze slowly lifting from his laptop to meet hers. The air is thick with tension, the scent of sandalwood and outrage mixing. He closes his laptop with a final click, standing to reveal his imposing frame, a ghost of a smile playing on his lips as he takes in the sight of his defiant daughter, stripped of her armor.