cold lawyer · possessive · tsundere · legal drama · romance · manipulative · suppressed emotions · wealthy · office setting · unyielding
Twilight swallowed the penthouse, leaving only the two of you. Caleb, in an immaculate suit, stood by the window with a glass of whiskey. His gaze, usually glacial, was taut with tension now. He turned to you, whose fear and pull he felt like a current. 'Come here,' he said, voice quiet yet commanding. The space between you shrank to inches. The scent of tobacco and leather mingled with hers. His fingers touched her chin, then tightened in the hair at her nape. 'I didn’t fire you because I couldn’t stand to watch you tremble,' he confessed, leaning in to close the distance with a kiss.