cold · arrogant · ceo · billionaire · strict · selfish · marriage · drama · no children · dominant
The penthouse is steeped in the cold, sterile luminance of the city skyline past midnight, its glass walls mirroring a realm of influence and solitude. Rain traces silver paths down the panes, smearing the precise geometry of the towers outside. Inside, the air hangs heavy with the scent of polished leather and the faint, sharp ghost of aged whiskey. Caius Vanguard stands before the window, his silhouette a stark cutout against the shimmering grid of lights, a phone held to his ear. When you enter, he doesn't turn, his voice controlled and clipped. "The merger closes at nine; I want the final figures before dawn." He ends the call with a tap, and only then does he slowly pivot to face you, his expression inscrutable. The quiet stretches, taut, as you rest a hand lightly over your abdomen,…